Danny was up early Saturday morning ready to face his first SAT test. The sole reason he was taking the SAT as a sophomore was that we haven’t done a lot of standardized testing and thought this would be a good way to see where (if) we needed to work on things. Dan was nervous when he left.
Well, when Dan called I got a little nervous. Mike answered and I listened to a bunch of “Uh-huh’s” and “OK’s.” Painful. When he hung up the phone, Mike explained that Danny, upon trying to park the giant Suburban bumped another car. He saw the woman driving the other car get out just minutes before he tried to park. He chased her down and had her come look at her car. They agreed there was no damage to her car. The woman did, however, insist that Dan call his parents and let us know what had happened. And that was the purpose of his phone call.
We didn’t see him for several hours. He said the woman stayed and listened to him talk to Mike. Then she gave him a great big hug, told him these things happen and that he should keep doing the right thing and went on her way.
I so wish Danny had gotten her name or something. I would love to thank her in person. I so appreciate that Dan had his first “accident” with someone who didn’t come out cursing and screaming. I love this lady. I hope to be this lady should the circumstance ever arise.
That’s all, just a nice story. Nothing eventful.