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Life Can Be Strange–A Little Humor Helps!

Updated on October 17, 2016
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Robertatalloni means creativity. Whether in writing, or in more typical art forms, artistry (and a bit of fun) must be part of the work.

Strangely, I was left standing in the middle of the road.
Strangely, I was left standing in the middle of the road. | Source

Humor and Laughter are Good for Us, Right?

Due to life being what it sometimes is, a while back I needed to find something to laugh about. There was not a lot going on with humor in it, meaning I needed a good laugh even more than usual.

Reading a few hubs about funny real-life incidents made me think back to some experiences I’ve had that turned out to be odd but also comical. Being able to laugh at the circumstances we sometimes find ourselves in, especially when traveling, really is good medicine.

Good medicine, that is, when you get over being sick of traveling...

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Stranger than Fiction Events are Humorous in Retrospect, but Sometimes it's Much Later Before We can Laugh!

Once upon a time I needed to travel halfway across the world and at the same time be at home. I should have expected trouble. The entire episode is still hard to believe.

This trip ended with my husband driving to Atlanta to pick me up since the Asheville leg of my trip was postponed by the airline until the next morning. I saw this coming when the pilot announced we had to remain seated because he was moving the huge jet to a different dock.

When we were finally docked there was no reason not to let passengers in a hurry get off first. Tired, yes, but most of all I was hungry. It had been a long flight and it would be really late to try to get something on the way home.

How bad could the chain restaurants in the airport be? Settling on something fairly familiar, I chose a meal. Moving to a quieter area to use my computer after eating, I spent the rest of my time there typing and checking email.

Taking breaks to people watch, I waited on my husband to let me know he was at the Atlanta airport. All those people eating, and getting on planes for long flights…little did they know...

Infamous Route

Getting Home

My husband arrived with news. A coyote had run out in front of him in the dark on I-85. This was not a good start to the drive home. It was a few hours after I had eaten in the airport and I really began to feel like I was coming down with a little something.

By the time we were on the outskirts of Atlanta I knew I had picked up one bad-boy case of food poisoning. I do not recommend doing what I did, but I said, “Take me home.” We should have found a hospital.

It was a horrendous trip, the details of which you will be pardoned from here. I’m still glad it was dark and that other drivers could only try to figure out what on earth was going on.

Home finally, and straight to the shower, I nearly killed myself--sick, passing out, and trying to clean up. This was serious stuff. The worst passed and my life was spared.

I was able to rest and try to recuperate the next day. This was important because I needed to pick my father up and take him to a doctor’s appointment in the city the day after that.

I was not up to driving, but he needed to see his oncologist, so off I drove, trying hard to pay close attention. That effort was, however, to no avail.

Four lanes of busy traffic and I was traveling in the center lane. Somehow, when traffic stopped ahead of me, I didn’t stop in time. The crunch stopped me, you can bet, and I knew I was in for trouble.

Thoughts can run wild in a situation like that. When a policeman came he would surely arrest me for being under the influence for I looked like I had been on a binge. My father was surely going to open his door in spite of the fact that I told him not to because of traffic.

We were going to be so late we would not see the doc. The people in the car I hit were going to be so mad they would come unglued--smaller than my Land Cruiser it was a BMW SUV and they would not be happy campers.

Oh no, no, no! It couldn't be! There were two children traveling in that vehicle! I nearly had a heart attack. I did cry.

Life really can be stranger than fiction.
Life really can be stranger than fiction. | Source

A Merciful Miracle in the Middle of a Strangely Humorous Event

An ambulance the size of a bus coming toward us in the opposite inside lane saw what happened so it pulled to a stop right beside us. I was safe to step out and check on those children!

The ambulance driver eyed me curiously, but c'est la vie, I’ve looked worse. I spoke to him and turned to the BMW to see those children walking around on the seats, front to back to front--no, wait!

It was women--women my age! I was asking through the glass if they were okay. They looked justifiably angry and confused. On top of that, I’m a tall American who can only sit in my vehicle so I was stunned to see the tiny oriental ladies walking around inside their SUV and I'm sure it showed on my face.

The two climbed out into the street with me as I continued to ask if they were okay. I wanted to pat them on the head, but thankfully thought better of it. The ambulance driver was making a call for police to come and I was glad, but at the same time disgusted over having to tell my husband what I’d done.

24 Second Laugh at this Car Lot Lesson:

The ladies talked to each other as they looked their bumper over. Each of us had very minimal damage because both are solid vehicles. Then they heard the ambulance driver say the police are on their way.

Four eyes grew very wide. They started speaking so fast that I couldn't understand them. I was getting a little dizzy. I couldn’t understand them at all--I knew I wasn't hearing right.

“We okay, we okay.” “No police, no police.” “No, no; no police.”

I was finally able to tell them that the ambulance driver had already called the police and that they were on their way. The ladies looked at me like I was from another country for they had heard what he said. Then they begin again.

“We okay, we okay.” “No police.” “We go now.” “No police.” “We go now.”

And they did. They just got in their SUV and drove away.

I turned to the ambulance driver. He looked at me as blankly as I looked at him. I glanced at his EMT partner and she turned to look out her passenger window. She was not laughing. I think I heard her say that what she had just seen had not really happened.

I swallowed hard and tried to speak, but could only stand there blinking as the traffic drove around us. My hands went upward trying to talk for me. I didn’t know what to think or do.

The driver said that he guessed he could call the police back and tell them there was no incident after all. It wasn’t a question. He clicked his phone and said, “No incident after all,” then he drove off.

There I stood, puzzling as my father looked out the windshield and traffic whizzed around me, “No incident? No incident?”

On the Road Again--Laughing in Hindsight!
On the Road Again--Laughing in Hindsight! | Source

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I couldn’t very well stand there in the traffic alone. I shook my head trying to figure out what had happened and realized that my only choice was to get in my Toyota and drive to the doctor’s office.

Maybe I was hoping they might give me something strong...

It’s good to be able to look back and laugh now, but I’m still amazed at the way all that happened. Am I thankful? Certainly. No one was hurt. We made the appointment. I wasn't ticketed, and more.

Can I explain any of it? No. I lived to laugh and write about it, and that’s the truth of how life can be stranger than fiction, especially when travel is involved.

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    • Dolores Monet profile image

      Dolores Monet 5 years ago from East Coast, United States

      No incident? That is funny. Your story is actually horrible and you have my sympathy. But to earn a laugh in the end was good. Sounds like someone was driving without insurance.

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      "Quill Again" 5 years ago

      Morning RTalloni... smiles to the story... life can treat you strange sometime... interesting experience you had there and pleased all were unhurt...

      Blessings and Hugs

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      RTalloni 5 years ago from the short journey

      Dolores Monet:

      No incident, indeed! :)

      Primarily, thankfulness for the Lord's help as I go through life in this fallen world is my feeling--including thankfulness to be able to look back at those bizarre events and laugh.

      I don't know what was going on, but whatever it was, it wasn't legal. All I know is that I tried to do what was right about my part in it. I couldn't just stand in the traffic by myself, though!

      Thanks much for your visit!

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      Joanna McKenna 5 years ago from Central Oklahoma

      How funny! Yes, the other car probably wasn't insured. Another possibility is the tiny ladies inside were illegals. In any case, I would've noted the license number just in case my own car suffered damage not visible to the naked eye (as happened once), or I or a passenger suffered whiplash, which sometimes isn't apparent until hours after the accident.

      That "invisible" damage I mention above was the result of a car (owned by a co-worker, no less!) rolling into mine in the office parking lot. She had pulled into a spot that was slightly downhill and almost nose-to-nose with mine. Her car slipped out of gear, rolled a few inches against the bumper of the car next to mine, which kept it from rolling any further until that car left. When we came out at the end of the day, her car had continued it to roll forward with enough force to shove mine back several feet.

      The cop who showed up to take the report didn't know *what* to put in it. One parked, unoccupied car had hit another parked, unoccupied on private property. Several radio calls between him and HQ later, he advised us there was no "accident" per se, that we'd have to work out damage claim ourselves.

      As it turned out, her much larger car had jarred something loose in the steering mechanism of mine that cost almost $500 to fix. Which happened to be the deductible on her insurance, so she paid the repair bill herself. But we laughed for months over the cop's expression and confusion over our "non-accident"! ;D

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      KathyH 5 years ago from Las Vegas, Nevada

      So GLAD you were not hurt! Wow, sounds like food poisoning is nothing to mess around with either! Fortunately knock on wood (knocking on my head)...I've never had that experience. So glad it turned out ok in the end.. but what an experience!

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