Car Accidents in Jordan

I burst out in tears yesterday after the recent of my car accidents. Khalas I can’t do it anymore! Not the accidents apparently, but the too much problems with and from the car a.k.a Almaza

My most four famous car accidents are the following, from oldest to newest.

1. At home, I saw the rock, reversed to reach the rock, and hit the rock.

2. On neutral gear, at a red traffic. All peer cars are on standby as well, it’s a beautiful Easter Sunday Morning… I’m waiting to get back home when “djjjjjj”. “Oops”, one guy behind me didn’t notice that traffic was red, and drove right to hit the derriere of my car. He looked like he’s coming out from a typical Jordanian Bedouin series, with his mother, they drove a car so rusty and old and had a Red Shma’3 dangling somewhere from the ceiling, the mother came down and told me not to call the police because her son doesn’t have a car license or an ID or any identification. Story ends here.

3. On a good morning, I was driving to the office for our Board Meeting, almost passing King Hussein Medical Center but slowly, very slowly, traffic jam at 8 am is crazy as we all know it. One vehicle, a big one, decided to carry me forward with it. Literally.

4. Parked by the side of the street, a guy hit my car from the left back, hit the car, and ran. Took off. Away. Problem is: There’s no car plate! No car plate on the stupid car.

That was yesterday. See you soon.