Two doors down

So this is what I saw first thing this morning -- a truck had driven directly through the front of the apartment two doors down from me. I still don't know exactly what happened, but the police were there, and the guy driving the truck was looking like he was about to be arrested. Everyone seemed to be OK, thankfully (as far as anyone standing around knew).

OK, I've gotten in car accidents before. But even I find it pretty easy to avoid a large building. I don't want to unfairly stigmatize anyone, but I've seen the guy who decided to park his truck in someone else's living room many a time knocking back beers in his truck after work. I'm thinking you have to be somehow impaired to not notice the rather large building you're driving straight towards. Or at least, I hope you'd notice that someone seemed to have parked a couch and a TV in your space.

Oh, and I have no idea why my neighbor is standing there looking so proud of himself. We like him, but he's an odd guy.

So, yeah, that was my morning. I'm hoping the day does not get any more interesting from here.