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The perils of auto pilot

I was walking out of City Park this morning and passing General P G T Beauregard’s statue when I heard crunch, the sound of a car plowing into another car. I looked to my right and made eye contact with someone watching and then heard another crunch to the left, the sound of another car running smack into another car.

The city is redoing the surface of Wisner and there are cones up everywhere and a big drum blocking the right lane – only everyone who travels this road wasn’t prepared for any of this, much less a big orange drum in the middle of the road, and so it created a series of fender benders.

I kept walking and as I was almost to Magnolia Bridge, I saw a police car and tried to wave it down, and it cruised passed me with the police officer waving back at me. So then I shouted, Hey! Stop! and he pulled over and I ran over and told him about the accidents.

He said, “Alright dahling, I’ll go check it out,” and then winked at me as he drove off.

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