Every car accident (as we Northerners call ’em) or car crash is called a “wreck” here in Charleston. Many a morning, I hear about a wreck on the Don Holt Bridge or on Highway 17. Little accidents, lots of wrecks. I’m pretty sure “wreck” is used all-inclusively down here, from fender benders to major collisions. From golf carts to tractor trailers. I don’t like to hear about any “wreck” – big or small – well, except for when it takes place at one particular location…
That location would be…wait for it…on Rutt Road. I CANNOT help but laugh when I hear that there’s another “wreck on Rutt Road.” Yes, there’s a Rutt Road in the area. (Say it out loud if you’re struggling with why this is funny.) Google Maps made a liar outta me (I can’t find the stupid street, even after trying lots of creative spelling options), but believe you me…I wouldn’t think to make up such a thing. I always think, “Zoinks, I hope Scooby and Shaggy are okay!”…and then I strangely become hungry for a yummy snack.
Who jokes about accidents? Seriously…I’m a sick ticket, I know!
p.s. Happy 1 year anniversary to one of our favorite restaurants in Charleston – Coleman Public House. I will devour your *Barnyard Burger* (Goat Cheese, Oven Roasted Tomato, Fresh Spinach, Caramelized Onions) and yummo fries verrrrry soon! My husband? He will focus on your beverages!
p.s.s. The Bachelorette starts tonight! It’s Ashley…the dentist dental student who made it far (no pun intended, I’m sure) with Brad Womack during the last Bachelor season. Buckle up…it’s time to witness a serious “wreck” or two!