His car was wrapped around a tree
My life today has been eventful. Very very eventful. I started with a good morning. I went to my haircut, found out my hairdresser wants to play Ms. Matchmaker, had major curiosity stoked, excited about that, what not. I get home and make the kiddos lunch, send them on their merry way, and go take a nap until it's time to go ice skate (another blog, another time.) Half an hour later, I woke up to a text message. A text message I had a to look at, study, look at again and make sure that I was reading what I thought I was reading. It was my friend telling me that our old manager at McAlister's, Rob, was in a really bad accident and that the doctors thought he wasn't going to make it. I texted another former manager, Nate, and asked what on earth was going on. He called me right away and told me this: Rob went into work 2 hours late and intoxicated yesterday afternoon. He was fired on the spot. He went home, got in a fight with his wife, left the house, got more alcohol and then got in an accident. Speeding was involved, it's for sure, not to mention the alcohol. His car was wrapped around the tree he crashed into. I was in shock, and I still am. My friends and I went up to the hospital tonight and talked to his family and friends. They instantly talked to us when we said we worked with him at the McAlister's on University, his original job in the chain. The chances of him surviving are really really low; if he does survive, he's expected to be paralyzed on his entire left side. His face is broken; the left side of his skull collapsed; his carotid artery is completely blocked; multiple wounds, but he's in stable condition. Right now, he's in the Neurological Intensive Care Unit. I feel awful; I can't even cry about it. One of my friends was about to start bawling her eyes out and I looked at her like, "you only worked with the guy for a couple months, if even that. Why are you crying?" My stories with him are endless; they're hysterical; they make me smile, they made his aunt laugh her head off when I told her some of them, like the time when one Saturday, when he was still shift leader, he got the entire BOH to sing "YMCA" each time one of the cashiers called back a nacho basket app. And it was a Saturday afternoon, so there were tons of those.
Posted by Elle