Thanx for the condolences SRH. Last saturday, on the way to work, I was heading east on Morse rd., and this guy runs his light. (It had been red for at least 10 seconds{!}) So initially, he's moving at a velocity that is fast enough for me to avoid him with some slick maneuvering, and a bit of luck. As I am getting closer to him, his car just STOPS. WTF?!?!!? I then slam on my brakes, and brace for impact- Screaming and shouting words that would most assuredly curdle milk. I then get out- half pissed off that the guy seemed to COMPLETELY disregard the traffic light, and half excited by the experience of seeing an airbag deploy right in front of my face. Anyway, long story short, the cops questioned the guy, and he admitted to being at fault. They then asked for our licenses and proof of insurance. I had MINE, but the other guy? Well, he didn't have either one. Buh-buh-ba-dummm-waaaaahh! (Price is Right loser music) So, after dealing with the tow truck guy, and exchanging info. with Mr. no insurance, I prepared to call my father in law for a ride. That's when the guy changed his story. The cop called me back to where he, another officer, and the guy were standing, and asked me to repeat my story. I did, pretty much verbatim, and the guy began refuting what I said. He claimed we collided when he was making a turn onto morse from the other side of the road, and thus, the accident was my fault. He then said that we were driving parallel, and I hit him from the side. The cop, having seen the way our cars were positioned, and based on the ORIGINAL story of the guy, immediately realized this was a lie. So, the guy explains his feelings about the guy changing his story, and then tells me not to worry. He then offers me a ride to my in law's house. (By the way, I've never been in a cop car before, and I can safely say that I never want to be in one again.) Later on, I went to get checked out by a doctor to make sure everything was o.k. I made the HUGE mistake of going to an Urgent Care facility. I thought I would be in and out, but ended up being there for about 3 1/2 hours. NEVER go to an Urgent Care center. I will gripe on a blog entry all about my experiences at Urgent Care in the near future friend. Again, thanx for your concern.
Your car looks worse than mine did. I think you just wanted to copy me. :P Kidding. Anyways... that really sucks and I'm really sorry about your car. I know exactly how you feel. I had to pick up my stereo out of my Honda and I wanted to cry. I knew it was the last time I would ever see it. So many memories . . .
I'm glad you're okay and that Micah wasn't with you. Natalie is glad too. :)
Good luck on the car hunt and take a lot of time to make a good decision. Oh, Natalie sat in the back of her first police cruiser after my accident. She's a rebel.
Sage, Thanks, and good to hear from you. I apologize for my ghostly behavior concerning our friendship homeboy, but believeth you me, fellow wordsmith-plans are indeed afoot to reunite you, myself, and the haughty Sir Dunbar in his place of residence.
Nicole, I really appreciate your concern/sympathy. Natalie is PUNK ROCK. I think the decision has already been made. Stay tuned for details... (By the way, ix-nay on the proper ame-nays. The lil' guy goes by Sprout or Sprite.)
Yah I knew the thing about the names it was a complete accident. I tried to go back and edit my comment but to no avail. You can totally delete it if need be. Sorry, my bad.
I'm sure you're wishing the accident had never happened; but now you have an excuse for getting a new ride! Aren't those airbags a "blast" especially when you're not expecting them....glad u r okay.
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sorry bout the car. where did it happen?
Thanx for the condolences SRH.
Last saturday, on the way to work, I was heading east on Morse rd., and this guy runs his light. (It had been red for at least 10 seconds{!}) So initially, he's moving at a velocity that is fast enough for me to avoid him with some slick maneuvering, and a bit of luck. As I am getting closer to him, his car just STOPS.
WTF?!?!!? I then slam on my brakes, and brace for impact- Screaming and shouting words that would most assuredly curdle milk.
I then get out- half pissed off that the guy seemed to COMPLETELY disregard the traffic light, and half excited by the experience of seeing an airbag deploy right in front of my face.
Anyway, long story short, the cops questioned the guy, and he admitted to being at fault. They then asked for our licenses and proof of insurance. I had MINE, but the other guy? Well, he didn't have either one.
Buh-buh-ba-dummm-waaaaahh! (Price is Right loser music)
So, after dealing with the tow truck guy, and exchanging info. with Mr. no insurance, I prepared to call my father in law for a ride.
That's when the guy changed his story.
The cop called me back to where he, another officer, and the guy were standing, and asked me to repeat my story. I did, pretty much verbatim, and the guy began refuting what I said. He claimed we collided when he was making a turn onto morse from the other side of the road, and thus, the accident was my fault. He then said that we were driving parallel, and I hit him from the side.
The cop, having seen the way our cars were positioned, and based on the ORIGINAL story of the guy, immediately realized this was a lie. So, the guy explains his feelings about the guy changing his story, and then tells me not to worry. He then offers me a ride to my in law's house.
(By the way, I've never been in a cop car before, and I can safely say that I never want to be in one again.)
Later on, I went to get checked out by a doctor to make sure everything was o.k. I made the HUGE mistake of going to an Urgent Care facility.
I thought I would be in and out, but ended up being there for about 3 1/2 hours. NEVER go to an Urgent Care center.
I will gripe on a blog entry all about my experiences at Urgent Care in the near future friend.
Again, thanx for your concern.
Glad to hear you are OK. 1 more reason you need to be in the MFA program at IOWA!
sage
oh, check out infinitepursuit.net
Your car looks worse than mine did. I think you just wanted to copy me. :P Kidding. Anyways... that really sucks and I'm really sorry about your car. I know exactly how you feel. I had to pick up my stereo out of my Honda and I wanted to cry. I knew it was the last time I would ever see it. So many memories . . .
I'm glad you're okay and that Micah wasn't with you. Natalie is glad too. :)
Good luck on the car hunt and take a lot of time to make a good decision. Oh, Natalie sat in the back of her first police cruiser after my accident. She's a rebel.
Sage,
Thanks, and good to hear from you.
I apologize for my ghostly behavior concerning our friendship homeboy, but believeth you me, fellow wordsmith-plans are indeed afoot to reunite you, myself, and the haughty Sir Dunbar in his place of residence.
Nicole, I really appreciate your concern/sympathy.
Natalie is PUNK ROCK.
I think the decision has already been made. Stay tuned for details...
(By the way, ix-nay on the proper ame-nays. The lil' guy goes by Sprout or Sprite.)
Yah I knew the thing about the names it was a complete accident. I tried to go back and edit my comment but to no avail. You can totally delete it if need be. Sorry, my bad.
I'm sure you're wishing the accident had never happened; but now you have an excuse for getting a new ride! Aren't those airbags a "blast" especially when you're not expecting them....glad u r okay.
Love U 3
JDW3
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