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Spontaneous car squish

Spontaneous car squishes.  I’ve been thinking about them a lot lately.  And witnessing a lot of them recently.  I even partook in one about a month ago.

Mine was a truly spontaneous car squish.  It was of the rear car squish variety.  What had happened is that I witnessed two separate car squishes in front of me and I slowed to a stop, because these two squishes happened in two different lanes of the freeway and if nothing else, the cars involved needed to get to the side of the freeway.

So, the car in front of me had stopped, and I also had stopped.  And as I was looking around to see how I could extricate myself from the situation without causing any more spontaneous squishing to cars that were yet unsquished, then did my car rear spontaneously squish.  By UNKNOWN.

And it made me annoyed and angry.

No one was hurt in the all the spontaneous car squishing.  Several people were rather shaken up.  Several cars were probably totaled.  Puddul got out with probably the least amount of damage after the largish pickup, although it was enough damage that I only just got my car back.  Largish pickups are generally pretty hardy and resist spontaneous squishing fairly well.

What made me so annoyed and angry was that while the person in front of me was able to stop in time without hitting anyone and I was able to stop in time without hitting anyone, the person behind me wasn’t.  And it wasn’t because I slammed on my brakes and the person behind me wasn’t able to react in time.  I did have to step hard on the brakes, but I stopped with a good amount of space between my car and the car in front of me.  And after we had both fully come to a stop, there were several seconds in which I was able to consider how to get myself out of this situation.  AND THEN I got hit by the person behind me.  That tells me that this person just wasn’t paying enough attention to the road.  The person did try and stop, I mean, this person didn’t just plow into me.  And this person did also try to swerve out of the way, but wasn’t able to completely do so.

So…when you are driving, especially in Southern California, and especially during rush hour (which is like all the time), you have to pay attention to the road and to what you are doing, WHICH IS DRIVING.  Yes, it’s a waste of time to spend all your time on the freeway.  I know because right now, I cannot make my commute any less than five hours.  FIVE.  HOURS.  Do you know how much I could do in five hours?  But I don’t have a choice right now.  I have to drive during rush hour and it is first quarter/semester of college when freshmen still feel like they have to attend their early classes and Daylight Saving is close to an end; all things that tend to make traffic worse than most other times of the year.  But you have to pay attention to actually driving because there are so many people on the roads and the freeway system wasn’t really designed to handle a load that we’re throwing at it and people are capricious beings.  They sometimes like to step on the brake for no reason.  They sometimes like to swerve for no reason, or for a bad reason like they’re talking on their cell phone, or putting on makeup, or eating breakfast that involves a bowl and spoon, or reading the newspaper, or are just really tired because they’ve gotten up early to try and beat the traffic but SURPRISE!  Morning rush hour begins at 05:00 in SoCal!  Hahah!  That’ll learn you!

So anyway, you should pay attention to what you are doing (which is driving) and to a certain point, to what other people are doing (which should be driving) so that you can react to them if necessary.  That means leaving enough space between you and the next car.  That means not cutting people off with mere inches between your bumper and the other person’s.  That definitely means not cutting off a semi because dude, if the driver of that semi doesn’t stop or slow in time (which is likely), that’s probably the end of your life.  There is no way any passenger car can stand up to the squish power of a semi.  Even the mighty largish pickup will have issues.  Review you physics if you don’t understand why.

So, having said all that, I’ve decided to call these collisions “spontaneous car squishes” because…I think it’s funny.  And also for my case and this one other case that I saw while driving to work one time, it really did seem like the cars spontaneously just crumpled.

For me, it was not readily apparent who hit me.  I was involved in a collision that ended up involving seven or eight cars.  We made the morning commute so pleasant and wonderful for so many other drivers!  I was the front car of the third group of smashed cars.  Anyway, the CHP officer who was taking down all our statements had a pretty good idea of who hit me (and so do I), but because of the circumstances of that other driver, the CHP officer told me that it would be easier for me if he filed my collision as a separate incident from all the others with UNKNOWN.  So…I was just driving, and all around me there were explosions and cars going flying and I was totally fine, and then…the rear of my car just spontaneously crumples in.  I fully intend to animate this scene I see in my head someday.

And I’ll just mention the other incident.  It was just so strange as I drove by.  On the side of the road, I saw an SUV with the whole of its passenger side smashed in, as if it were T-boned.  And a little ahead of the smashed SUV was a largish pickup with the front right side caved in.  Now…how did that happen?

In which Yaris is blasé about the whole thing

Yaris is a very mellow dog.  Yes, she does have her moments when she’s terribly excited and will tear around the house or whatever in her excitement.  Yes, she does forcibly unpack her bags in excitement when I come and collect her from our neighbor, who is so very kind to dog sit for me when I’m away.  Yes, when Yaris forcibly unpacks her bag—really it’s just one, I don’t know why I said it was plural before, I dedicated the KPCC tote bag for her things—when I pick her up from our neighbor’s house it’s really counterproductive because she’s excited to see me and to go home but now she can’t go home because I have to pack her bag again.  But overall, Yaris is a pretty mellow dog.

So really, I shouldn’t have been surprised when she did this.  Well, actually I wasn’t.

Hmm, no.  I’m not going to show you what she did just yet.  First, I’m going to tell you about Mishka.

You know who Mishka is right?  Mishka is the talking husky.  Here, I’ll show you.

Mishka is an exceptionally vocal husky.  She also has her own youtube channel, which can make for fun times if you have a dog of your own.

Thus, my brother sent me this not too long ago.

That’s a video of Noushka reacting to a Mishka video.  I figure my bro sent me the clip because Noushka is a GSD, like Yaris, and she seemed really confused by Mishka’s talking.  Or really she’s probably just trying to make sense of all the noise.  Or possibly, she’s trying to figure out where the sound is coming from.  No one seems to really know.  But anyway, it’s fun to watch and to speculate what head-tilting dogs are thinking.

And so, I thought maybe Yaris would do something similar.  And since my bro so nicely sent me the video, I figured I would just play it for Yaris and see what kind of reaction I’d get.

Now, I say that I thought maybe Yaris would do something similar, but…I don’t think I really did.  Because one time, Yaris and I went into a Petco to find her a new harness because she nearly chewed through her old one in a fit of anxiety (this was close to the time when my neighbor first started dog sitting for me and before Yaris developed a close relationship with my neighbor’s son who relieved her of some of her anxiety from me leaving her with then-strangers).

Well, we walked into the Petco and they were having an adoption event for small, stupid, yappy, noisy dogs.  And true to form, the moment we walked in, the small, stupid, yappy, noisy dogs started to be yappy and noisy (because they are already and were always small and stupid, they don’t suddenly become that way when someone walks into Petco).  Yaris, on the other hand, completely ignored them unlike many other dogs who were stirred into a frenzy and barked at all the noise coming from the entrance of the store.  All the dog handlers and Petco employees were duly impressed with Yaris’ mellowness in the face of annoying, small, stupid, yappy, noisy dogs.

Can you tell I don’t like small dogs?  I’m not sure if I made that clear.  ANYWAY…

With this as the background, I wasn’t really expecting a lot of reaction from Yaris as she heard another dog howling.  I mean, she can’t see or smell this other dog.  She can only hear the other dog.  This pales in comparison with the plethora of annoying, small, stupid, yappy, noisy dogs that she could hear and see and smell and did not react to.

So without further ado…here’s her response to the video I played for her.