I was stopped at a stop light – 2nd in line. The car in front of me put their car into reverse – I didn’t do anything. A second later, they were still in reverse – so I got ready to honk the horn in case they started to move backwards. Then they did start to reverse – so I laid into the horn. The woman driving started to look around – left, right – but still kept coming. The results are above.
She got out and apologized, explaining that she’s lost and trying to get to the hospital to get her mother or something. Not really my concern, but whatever. I told her to turn the corner and pull over, since we were blocking the lane we were in. I got her info, and she was very emphatic about going to get her mother and dealing with this later. I told her we would talk later, and as she drove off, I called the police. A few minutes later, they were there, listened to my tale of woe, and took my and her info.
Since we had exchanged phone numbers, she called me twice – once to make sure she hadn’t erased it, and the second time to find out why I had “lied” to her – by calling the police, I apparently broke some sort of promise between us. I don’t remember that – I remember telling her that we would talk later. She was very upset and doing lots of yelling, so I didn’t really understand what she was saying – except that she was apparently coming back to the scene.
When she did arrive, she came from down the road, and I didn’t recall seeing her pull up. She glared at me as she walked by, and then went to the police officers. After a minute or two, the responding officer brought my paperwork and notes back, gave me my case number, and told me that she hadn’t wanted to hang around because she was….. driving with a suspended license. At this point, I drove off – cranky, but able to move still, so happy for that – the last accident I had resulted in a car that I didn’t really feel safe driving in.
Fast forward to today – four days later. After making a few calls, getting the insurance company’s estimate, getting my own estimate, and making more calls, I got a voicemail this afternoon from my insurance agent. Their auto-accident person was calling me back – I had asked for help figuring out which of the many companies with the same name she was actually using for her insurance. It turns out she doesn’t have insurance. Of course.
Now, look, I’m not saying that she didn’t have to go get her mother or whatever. But if you’re license is suspended, and you don’t have insurance, DON’T DRIVE YOUR CAR. Simple, straightforward, and easy. With my last incident, I’m waiting for the insurance company to “subrogate” the claim – meaning that if they ever manage to get money from him, and we all know it will take more than a couple of weeks – then I’ll eventually get my deductible back. Maybe.
AWESOME.
. My biggest regret is never asking Douglas Adams to sign it – that would just have been awesome.
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, partly because it’s very different from the television version, and partly because I only have five of the six CD’s – my family had tapes at one point, but I have no idea where they are. I should probably just buy the CD’s at some point….