TL didn't even call to tell me that someone rear ended him on the freeway.
It was just casually brought up as he moved the golf clubs out of the car so my sister could sit down.
He was driving and suddenly traffic came to a stop... the girl behind him didn't slow down in time, and ran into him.
They both pulled over, and TL quickly studied the back bumper. It didn't look too bad.
The young girl, just a few days past 16 - was scared, upset, and extremely apologetic.
He said he calmed her down and let her go. He said she just kept saying 'thank you'.
Although I wasn't there and he didn't tell me what he said, I imagine he was very sweet with her. It was an accident, and fortunately she learned a lesson with a guy who has made his own fair share of mistakes.
He told me that a few years ago he bumped into a guys car on the Bay Bridge, and the guy let him go. So in essence, he was paying it forward.
When he told me the story... I got to thinking... accidents happen, people make mistakes. He probably could have turned in the scratches for a few hundred bucks, but instead, he chose not to. And now, when I look at the little imperfect bumper, it's a reminder that things happen, people have bad days, and sometimes you just have to give people a break. It all evens out in the end.
Hope you're having a happy Monday!