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batskeetsI am so ready to kill someone. Why? Mainly, because some random chick backed into my fscking car as I was leaving the Uni today. STAB!!!
No, the damage wasn't bad. There is some light scuffing on the corner of my bumper, and I don't know that you'd even notice unless you were looking for it. Her bumper looked a bit worse, but I'm guessing that's at least partly due to the fact that she had a light-coloured car, and mine is dark-coloured.
She kind of got in a snit about her bumper, was talking about having the body work done on it to get rid of the scratches, and she said she was going to file a report with the DMV. She was nice enough about it, though, and neither of us really knew what to do in this sort of situation, so we exchanged numbers and all that. I'm not sure what will come of it, really.
The good news is that, judging from the fact that my damage was on the corner, and her damage was in the middle of her bumper, that I was probably a bit farther into the process of backing out, so it could probably be said that she ran into me. Her words to me at the scene were, and I quote, "I wasn't looking," so she basically admitted that she wasn't driving responsibly.
I'm not really sure what to do, and unfortunately my parents are on the road somewhere between the East Coast and Portland, or else I'd be calling my dad to see how he thinks I should proceed. With luck, I can actually show it to him in a day or two, when I go up there to visit with them and go to the Wil Wheaton book signing.
Mostly, I'm just pissed that it happened at all. I don't even have license plates on the fscking car yet, and some idiot managed to blunder into it and scratch it up. That irritates me beyond words.
Random aside: upon reflection, I think she may also be a semi-frequent DDS rider, because her name sounds terribly familiar. ASKDFDSLFASKLHLK THAT FIGURES
Anyway, after that, I went to see if I could donate plasma, but found that I wouldn't be able to get done with it in time to give homey-C a ride to his appointment. So, I made an appointment to go back in and donate tomorrow morning, and I came home.
So yeah, this has been kind of a rotten luck day, so far. Fortunately, there aren't many more things for me to do today, so I can curl up in my little cave for the rest of the day. Well, until I work tonight, anyway. SIGH.
No, the damage wasn't bad. There is some light scuffing on the corner of my bumper, and I don't know that you'd even notice unless you were looking for it. Her bumper looked a bit worse, but I'm guessing that's at least partly due to the fact that she had a light-coloured car, and mine is dark-coloured.
She kind of got in a snit about her bumper, was talking about having the body work done on it to get rid of the scratches, and she said she was going to file a report with the DMV. She was nice enough about it, though, and neither of us really knew what to do in this sort of situation, so we exchanged numbers and all that. I'm not sure what will come of it, really.
The good news is that, judging from the fact that my damage was on the corner, and her damage was in the middle of her bumper, that I was probably a bit farther into the process of backing out, so it could probably be said that she ran into me. Her words to me at the scene were, and I quote, "I wasn't looking," so she basically admitted that she wasn't driving responsibly.
I'm not really sure what to do, and unfortunately my parents are on the road somewhere between the East Coast and Portland, or else I'd be calling my dad to see how he thinks I should proceed. With luck, I can actually show it to him in a day or two, when I go up there to visit with them and go to the Wil Wheaton book signing.
Mostly, I'm just pissed that it happened at all. I don't even have license plates on the fscking car yet, and some idiot managed to blunder into it and scratch it up. That irritates me beyond words.
Random aside: upon reflection, I think she may also be a semi-frequent DDS rider, because her name sounds terribly familiar. ASKDFDSLFASKLHLK THAT FIGURES
Anyway, after that, I went to see if I could donate plasma, but found that I wouldn't be able to get done with it in time to give homey-C a ride to his appointment. So, I made an appointment to go back in and donate tomorrow morning, and I came home.
So yeah, this has been kind of a rotten luck day, so far. Fortunately, there aren't many more things for me to do today, so I can curl up in my little cave for the rest of the day. Well, until I work tonight, anyway. SIGH.
