What the actual fuck.
Just a few weeks before Christmas and the small town my parents live in (where I have spent 3 out of the last 5 years) has been hit hard. A few days ago, there was a car accident on one of the main highways just out of town. Resulting in the death of a 17-year-old girl, and a 19-year-old guy being sent to hospital with life-threatening injuries.
I had met the girl a few times since she worked at the local Tim Hortons. The same portal to hell where I worked when I lived in town. But she worked there after I quit. Even hardly knowing her, I’m affected and filled with sadness over it. It’s such a waste of a life. The whole town is feeling the loss. Being such a small town, everyone is affected.
But I’m also filled with anger! It could have been completely avoided if the driver didn’t decide to drive on a loose gravel shoulder instead of slowing down for the 30 seconds it takes for a car to turn left at that corner. But no, he decided to take the shoulder around and then lost control of his car, swerving into on-coming traffic and then being hit by a Brinks van. A fully armoured truck the banks use to transfer money.