So today started out good:

1) I'm coming into the station tomorrow (yeah, I'm a glutton for punishment) because they need extra people for the elections. I hate it there, but I want to look like I have initiative and do want to come in extra, so that these people like me, so when I try to get a job with non-jerks, they'll give me a good reccomendation. Anyway, the news director told me today I'm going to get PAID for coming in tomorrow, because it's not for my internship. And I have to say, getting paid for something you were going to do anyway for free ROCKS.

2) Then I ended up picking up some cell phones they had rented from somewhere for tomorrow because they want extras for election night. I liked this because it was a no-hurry sort of thing, so no pressure, and they gave me TONS of directions before I left, more than I even needed, really. Some of the people there actually are nice, I have to say. I didn't even ask for directions and two people just gave me, like I said, very detailed directions before I left. And then, the weather was beautiful, and since I couldn't use the interstate, I could drive around with my windows all the way down (doing it on the interstate is too loud). Windows down and music are the two things that take a painful chore like driving and actually make it relaxing and fun for me.

But... here's the bad bit: I'm on my way back, I'm on the home stretch, and I look down at my directions one more time to make sure I'm on the right track (I'm paranoid like that) and.... I don't brake like I should at this stop sign. And I bump into this Asian couple's car. No damage to my van, no damage to their car... but still, bad. I suck. I totally wasn't paying attention. This is the first thing that's happened at the station that I can't shift the blame to anyone else, I AM a crappy driver and it probably should've caught up with me before now. Anyway, they said there was no damage so I think it'll blow over without even the station knowing, but they DID make me wait around for the cops. I hate that. If there's no damage, I see no reason whatsoever to just linger around in other traffic's way. I suppose the upside is the cop didn't take very long to get there OR let us go. I have to say, when I had that REAL wreck a couple years ago, it took the cop over an hour to get to us. AND it was freezing cold out then. And then he took forever after that filling out the police report. Whereas this guy took both our licenses and insurance and wrote them down or something and then let us go on our way.

Oh and speaking of my whole "I just don't see why cops have to be brought into it" thing, that reminds me of the first time I ever had anything like that happen, in the parking lot of my high school. And the person I hit didn't care and left, but the parking lot attendant stopped me before I could leave and wanted to call the cops and I was freaking out because I didn't know people always called the cops for tiny accidents like that and was crying and hyperventilating and they wouldn't let me talk to my parents, which they said was because they thought it would freak them out if I was on the phone that upset with them, but it only made me more and more and more upset that they were calling cops and not even letting me talk to my parents until finally they did call my parents and they calmed me down and told the stupid principal that there was no friggin' reason to call the cops if the other car had left already! Anyway, that was greatly traumatizing and I had flashbacks of it today.