Not to be paranoid about it.
Jack, from whom I sublease this storefront space on Solano Avenue, called me Saturday afternoon. I was at home, so I rode the single-speed over, just in time to take a few pictures as it was all being boarded up.
There’s angle parking in front. Apparently an elderly driver was backing out of the space, and as happens all too often, collided with a vehicle coming down the street. The driver panicked, shifted from reverse into drive, and hit the gas, accelerating over the curb, across the sidewalk and into the nail salon next door to my office.
Meanwhile, in the nail salon, a customer had just arisen from the couch and headed for the restroom. The car slammed into the couch and pushed it through the wall into the real estate office next door.
Next door, debris filled the vestibule. The frame of the street front door was mangled, and the glass shattered. Flying debris left a ding in the door to my office, which was otherwise unscathed.
So here I am, working a few feet away from the debris, which hasn’t been cleaned up, and without my view out on to the Avenue. The new chipboard they used to board the place up, heated by the sun on the outside, is off-gassing. Time to get out of here and start my vacation week now.
