After doing my part in the lecture and being thanked by my professor I left campus, loaded all my armor back in the car and headed home. I got about three blocks before I was suddenly, and rudely, stopped by another driver. You see they ran their car into my passenger side door. I was driving down a main arterial and they pulled out. From a driveway. From the police department's impound lot driveway. The driver had managed to remain uninvolved with the police for about...5 seconds. Or 5 yards. I pulled my car into the center turn lane and put on my flashers and was talking to a witness when he says "Hey...I think she's driving away!" So I walked up behind her car which was getting ready to turn at the intersection and politely let her know I had her license and that I'd really like it if she didn't drive away. She obliged, which was sweet of her I suppose. I called the police, took down witness phone numbers, called my insurance and all that good stuff. Time from incident start to getting the ball rolling on the claim was about 2 1/2 hours.
But that's not all! I went to pick up our dry cleaning, a rare luxury, so that we'd have clothes for the Thanksgiving trip. Kat's clothes were there. My dress shirts had unfortunately slipped between the cracks and were still covered in chemicals. Not to worry! They'd be ready tomorrow morning. Two hours after I was on a flight to DC. Kat picked me up some substitutes and with the aid of some sweaters I survived. And gosh weren't the cleaners nice to not charge me for those shirts?
This post comes today because I can put a positive end on it officially. Or at least relatively officially. I just got the phone call from my insurance company saying that the other driver had decided to accept liability for the accident. How sweet of her! Almost as if between her statement to the police admitting fault, the witnesses calling her a @#!! idiot and the fact that she'd broad sided me while pulling into traffic on an arterial had left some room for discussion in the matter. Well I appreciate her willingness. Sometime in the next few days I should have the chance to get the damage appraised and we'll see if it's repairable or if they'll consider my car totaled (the damage isn't 'totaling' damage...my car is just 6 years old with 120,000 miles so they may consider a couple thousand dollars in body damage enough to total it) and Kat and I get to go car shopping...
Posted on November 28, 2006 @ 1:31 PM | 3 comments
Comments:
Wow, what a day! Shit!
I got in an accident where I was at fault last year. I was extremely apologetic to the other guy, and all he did was scream and shout obscenities at me until I cried and locked myself in the car waiting for the cops to come (Sorry I totalled your '93 Buick with 300k on it dude, shit.)
So anyway, when the cop came, he saw what a mess I was and how this middle-aged father-type man was screaming at a scared-to-death college girl... and he didn't write it up as what it was -- reckless driving (I didn't look at all, so stupid). He wrote it up as an unsignalled turn. I got a 40 dollar ticket and that guy's insurance company wouldn't cover the repair of his car. I still have my accident-free discount and no marks on my record. That guy, because of his attitude, got nothing. He got what he deserved, the asshole.
By 
Lazy Lightning, at
2:52 PM, November 28, 2006
That blows. At least everyone was safe and it didn't affect the weekend too much.
By running42k, at
3:41 AM, November 29, 2006
Good point about everyone coming out unhurt, Running42K.
Lazy Lighting, I think the guy you hit had every right to be angry at the damage someone else's recklessness caused him, "college girl or not." nonetheless, he handled the situation very poorly. Justin, the girl who hit you proved herself to be a complete retard. Wow.
By 
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4:12 PM, December 03, 2006
