First Time for Everything

...and today it was my first time to run over one of those tall orange construction markers. Considering that the main road off our street has been riddled with orange for months and months and months, it was probably just a matter of time before I missed, or rather, didn't miss one. I believe I've nudged them with the car before and successfully driven between them upon realizing I'm driving in an off-limit lane, but never completely flattened one. The crossing guard watching from her car as my witness, I was gingerly making a left hand turn onto the ever-evolving road and it came out of nowhere. Well, better an orange marker than a pedestrian, I always say. Or at least, I always say that now.