A Novel Experience

Dear Blog,

Today, i had a novel experience.

I was going home after spending an evening with Leese, and on the way back, it was pitch black. there were no street lamps whatsoever. the only source of illumination i had, were the stars from billions of light years away (that didnt help much), bedroomlights from the neighbouring suburb (nope, no help either) and my cars headlamps (which were alright but they only shone in one direction - dead front).

the highway was tar black, blanketted by a thin film of rain water. I drove peticularly slow this evening, because i had a bad experience with my rear tyres just a few hours before, and that - has saved me awhole lot of trouble, and more importantly, possibily saved another persons life....

what happened was, i was approaching a suburb exit, which had a lane of its own, converging with Brooker Highway within 200-300 meters. Brooker highway itself had 2 lanes, i kept to the left one because i was going significantly slower than the speed limit (100kmph).

then all of a sudden,

a black silhoutte appeared dead center of the converging highways. if it wasnt for the contrast casted on the figure by the white markers on the floor, i would have, ran into it. ending its life, well possibly, or seriously injured.

i quickly flicked my steering wheel to the left, and managed to avoid hitting it.

after my vehicle had come to a halt, i immediately recalled upon what i saw, that split second where my cars lights had illuminated the figure. i saw a fairly short person sticking his thumb out, shoulder and hips were about the same broadness, had long blonde hair and had a handbag.

a girl.

whilst doing all that i had turned on my hazard lights because i was stopped at the side of the highway.

she ran over, and opened my door, her hand clasping a cellphone, pressed against her ears, an a handag clasped between her armpits.

right there and then questions raced thru my mind, am i doing the right thing? is she a blackwidow spider? she going to kill me after finnishing her damsel in distress routine? or, shes just a poor woman who got stranded out in the wet highway, bracing the full force of the wind and cold.

i really hoped it was the latter, as i was too deep to pull out now.

i gave her a lift to the city, since she said she didnt want to interfere with my own route. she was headed to Kingston, which is a looong way more... i offered to send her all the way back, once, and not twice because that would seem weird no? the good samaritan who appears to be too good. she might think shes the one who might be in peril.

i asked her what she was doing all alone on the streets, she said her expartner was seeing another girl, and that that other girl is at his place. she couldnt take it, so she left.

well, id really like to say "what e prick", but for obvious reasons i didnt.

so it went on without incident, i dropped her off in the city, where she would have to walk another good 2 hours or so to get into Kingston. i felt really bad, but yet if i did anything more it would be weird and awkward.

im really glad my phone wasnt knicked off me, or anything valuable in that sense, like the last time i genuinely helped someone. fuckingchinese...

but i would be really glad if she is able to hitchhike with someone honest who is indeed going to Kingston... but at night, at a time like this, i regret to have to say her chances are slim...

so, the next best thing is to hope for is it doesnt effin rain...