I don't know about whether or not there is a God but I sure had a hell of a scare last Saturday night (well, Sunday morning).
All of the girls in my club carpool. Most of us ride with the DJ. Saturday night (sunday...whatever) he was supposed to take SEVEN girls home in his truck. That's eight people in a truck made to seat five. Some regulars were at the club that night and said they would take some of the girls home. Two of the girls decided to ride with them. They left like two seconds before we did and before we knew it, they were GONE. One of the girls told me they hit about 100 miles an hour (in a king cab truck).
A wintery mix had been falling since around 6pm Saturday and by the time the club closed (2am) the temperature was below freezing and the sleet was now ICE.
After riding for about 45 minutes, I was sick of listening to the drunk stripper's ranting and zoned out on the road. Five minutes later, something caught my eye. "oh my god" i shouted, "did you see that car? we have to stop. that car is totaled. we have cel-phones. we have to help." (I'm always really dramatic and concerned whenever serious shit goes down.) We stopped and the frenzy began. Turns out, on the other side of the road, over an embankment, was the other truck (the one with the other two strippers). Everyone was screaming. This girl ( a regular) had been ejected from the truck and no one could find her. So I climb/fall/slide down the icy embankment and try to find her. No luck, but one of the guys found her. So I run over to the guys car. He's pinned inside. His nose is bleeding. He's shivering...he's in schock. My heart was racing.
The drunk stripper was crying about how she could be dead. One of the strippers that was in the accident is freaking out because she is on probation and isn't allowed to drink alcohol (she was wasted) and the fact that she has been up for a few days on meth isn't helping either. The other girl in the accident was freaking out about the paramedics getting there because she didn't have the money to go to the hospital and she was afraid they were going to make her go.
It was total chaos. And in the middle of it all, i ask the guy who is pinned in the car if he is cold. He says yes and I take my fleece poncho off and put it over his chest and arms. I wasn't cold for some reason (of course now I have a killer cold).
Anyway that was my second night dancing and for some reason I stayed sober that night. I don't know but like I had just gotten over my whole leftover "dancing is BAD" feelings from my religious upbringing. Now I'm really confused. I have this "ally McBeal" brain that sometimes gets a little off-track. So now this little image of God warning me flashes in my head sometimes. And I'm supposed to work Thursday, watched the news today, and saw on the weather, that they are calling for bad weather again. I know I'm over-reacting, but that shit really scared me. Really scared everybody. Anyone a licensed therapist?![]()



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. An hour later we heard that it was snowing, but I still stuck around. I stayed for HOURS eating and learning the tricks of the trade
lol. One of the girls told me I should get on the roads before dark, but I took my own sweet time to get my stuff together, say goodbye, and head to my car.
The very street I had just turned off of 10 minutes before!! A truck jack knifed and traffic would be backed up on that street for at least 3 hours. Meanwhile, I made it home in 15 minutes flat.
After wards I heard that traffic was backed up for up to 9 hours in other areas. It was sad but I couldn't help but laugh a little. 
didn't HAVE any horror stories, because most of them weren't even scheduled for that day, and the few who were didn't get off until much later. 
I don't take it as a sign that I shouldn't go back.
Had it happened on the way there, maybe, and even then--coincidence, seeing how many people in general were stuck in that jam.
whereas with your situation there were a lot of elements that were the result of people's concious mistakes.

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