It amazing how creative you can get when your panties are in a bunch. Instead of calling a motorcycle accident lawyer after a close call with a dude on two wheels, I sat down and wrote him a letter. It helped me to jettison some anger, and actually, once I wrote it, the letter has provided me with plenty of gigglesnorts since. Apparently, it has provided some gigglesnorts to others, as well.
A friend of mine gave me a copy of a local biking magazine, and when I read it, I thought maybe they would like my letter. So, I mustered the nerve and emailed them a copy and promptly forgot all about it. I never heard anything, so I figured it was just too offensive for them to publish for their audience. Imagine my surprise when my friend showed up at my door with the latest edition, with my letter published inside.
I guess the lesson here is not to assume, and it doesn't hurt to reach out once in awhile. After all, if you don't try the answer is automatically no, correct?
If you'd like to see, the letter appears here on page 36.
