I swear, this is a topic that could become its own damned forum...
Stinger and I went to San Antonio (we live in the Dallas area) this past weekend to ref a paintball scenario. We took my truck, since we'd taken his to the last one. Driving down Friday night, everything was fine.
Saturday morning we're heading to the nearest Wal-Mart to get some stuff, but realize we've got to stop for some gas first. Stopping at a nearby gas station, I park the truck, shut it off, and go inside to pay for gas. About two minutes after going inside and looking around for junk food, I'm at the counter, when a guy says "Hey, is that your truck?"
Thinking to myself 1) that's a line you only hear in movies, and 2) he can't mean <u>MY</u> truck, I casually turn around and glance out toward my truck.
Stopped about five feet in front of my truck is another one... a larger one... driven by a woman.
After swearing a little I run outside to see what the hell's just happened. As I get to my truck (already noticing impact marks/scratches/cracks, etc.) the woman driving the other truck gets out and says "I don't think anything's damaged." I proceeded then to pull apart two pieces of my bumper and grill, displaying the nice jagged pieces to her. "Oh," she says. "So who do we call?"
After exchanging information and all that, she says that as she was backing out "the sun" was in her mirror, so she couldn't see where she was going. At this point I'm thinking: "Is your f@#%ing NECK broken? Because anytime the sun's in MY f@#%ing eyes, I turn my damned head around!!" I nod and say I "understand," and just want to get back in my truck and leave.
I just can't understand the way that some peoples' minds work. You can't see, then don't keep backing the f$@% up!!!
*** On a positive note, the lady's insurance company called me today to say they're "accepting full liability" (no shit) for this, and that once I get a quote they'll take care of everything, plus give me a rental car. Kind of an inconvenience, but at least they're being cool and up-front about it. And I know accidents happen, so what the hell are ya gonna do? ***
“Democracy is two wolves and a lamb voting on what to have for lunch. Liberty is a well-armed lamb contesting the vote.” Benjamin Franklin, 1759
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