the worst possible solution to my parking lot problem

I was driving to a job interview this morning, waiting at the traffic jam at route 2 and I-95, when the car behind me hit a patch of black ice. I'm not hurt (for extremely uncomfortable values of "not hurt," which the nice doctor in the emergency room defined as "no broken bones, no internal bleeding, no organ damage.") The car was very badly hurt. I didn't get a good look at the damage, but I think it's the kind of thing that makes them call a 1997 car a total loss.

I talked to the recruiter. She will try to reschedule the interview for a somewhat less appalling morning.