Sometimes things happen for very strange reasons. Like, for instance, an affirmation of why I pay for full coverage on my car insurance.
You guessed it.... 9 hours after I bemoaned the fact that I was wasting my money on a policy I haven't excercised yet, I had to call my insurance provider to report a claim.
My car is totaled, the other lady is crying back and neck pains... I am so fucked.
Well, it could be worse, I'm not in the hospital, nor the passenger in my car, my loving partner who couldn't have been more gracious and supportive during the mishap. Good thing...he doesn't have health insurance. At least I avoided that bruhaha.
Here's what happened. Running errands in snow...icy snow actually. Coming home my normal route. Drive over a small slope, where there is a blindspot as to what the rest of the road looks like. In mid of the decline, a lady had spun out of control and was parked across the lane I was cruising along in. Before I can even brake I caught the same black ice. I braked. I tried to steer into the ditch, I nearly avoided hitting her, nearly, but not quite. The back of my driver's side hit the back passenger side corner of her car.
Fuck.
She was driving an accord, metal panel, I just tore the panel off the corner. I own a saturn, they are meant to be safe and cushion the passengers with plastic panel. Plastic shatters. Plastic also causes a stress point to the glass rear windo, which also shattered.
Fuck.
We weren't even going fast enough to deploy the fucking air bags. The impact wasn't hard. I was amazed there was so much damage. My love and I were fine, a bit adrenaline pumped but fine, we had slid for over a thousand feet into her, we had 15 seconds or so to prepare, she said she saw me try to avoid a crash. I got out, asked her if she was ok, assesed damage and talked to her more. She asked if i owned a cel phone. I laughed. 3 of us, a philosophy student, a fine artist, and a professor at the university, not one of us owned a cel phone.
Sounds like a bad intellectual joke, eh?
Luckily a driver let me borrow hers and I called 911. We waited, 20 minutes....nothing...cops show up, to take care of an accident that happened AFTER ours further down the slope. 10 more minutes, a lady who lives nearby asks if we'd like to come in. It's still freezing, still snowing. Cars are still speeding by, barely missing ours. We wait again after another call is placed, finally someone comes out. Tows my ass, EMS comes and takes her away.
Fuck.
The police officer who arrived on the scene issues me a citation for driving too fast for the condition....grrrr... The only reason we were going fast is because I sped up going down the hill, I couldn't have been driving more than 15 MPH's. I'm fighting it though, it's bullshit. The guy just wanted to meet his ticket quota for the month.
So, now that the adrenaline wore off my arm hurts, my side a little too. I was on the side that impacted, I think I smashed more than I first thought. Fuck. I'm going to be sore tomorrow.
But, insurance will cover it, save for the deductible. But, my father told me not to worry. He was just happy we weren't hospitalized. Me too, while I was trying to dig my proofs out of my car a third car almost slid into us. I was standing in between the two, that could have been bad. Broken legs or damaged spines don't agree with me.
The cop also asked if I had been drinking. Fucking asshole. I never drink. I wanted to spit in his face.
Oh well. Enlighten me with 3 random facts about you. I'm in too bad of a mood to be witty tonight.
You guessed it.... 9 hours after I bemoaned the fact that I was wasting my money on a policy I haven't excercised yet, I had to call my insurance provider to report a claim.
My car is totaled, the other lady is crying back and neck pains... I am so fucked.
Well, it could be worse, I'm not in the hospital, nor the passenger in my car, my loving partner who couldn't have been more gracious and supportive during the mishap. Good thing...he doesn't have health insurance. At least I avoided that bruhaha.
Here's what happened. Running errands in snow...icy snow actually. Coming home my normal route. Drive over a small slope, where there is a blindspot as to what the rest of the road looks like. In mid of the decline, a lady had spun out of control and was parked across the lane I was cruising along in. Before I can even brake I caught the same black ice. I braked. I tried to steer into the ditch, I nearly avoided hitting her, nearly, but not quite. The back of my driver's side hit the back passenger side corner of her car.
Fuck.
She was driving an accord, metal panel, I just tore the panel off the corner. I own a saturn, they are meant to be safe and cushion the passengers with plastic panel. Plastic shatters. Plastic also causes a stress point to the glass rear windo, which also shattered.
Fuck.
We weren't even going fast enough to deploy the fucking air bags. The impact wasn't hard. I was amazed there was so much damage. My love and I were fine, a bit adrenaline pumped but fine, we had slid for over a thousand feet into her, we had 15 seconds or so to prepare, she said she saw me try to avoid a crash. I got out, asked her if she was ok, assesed damage and talked to her more. She asked if i owned a cel phone. I laughed. 3 of us, a philosophy student, a fine artist, and a professor at the university, not one of us owned a cel phone.
Sounds like a bad intellectual joke, eh?
Luckily a driver let me borrow hers and I called 911. We waited, 20 minutes....nothing...cops show up, to take care of an accident that happened AFTER ours further down the slope. 10 more minutes, a lady who lives nearby asks if we'd like to come in. It's still freezing, still snowing. Cars are still speeding by, barely missing ours. We wait again after another call is placed, finally someone comes out. Tows my ass, EMS comes and takes her away.
Fuck.
The police officer who arrived on the scene issues me a citation for driving too fast for the condition....grrrr... The only reason we were going fast is because I sped up going down the hill, I couldn't have been driving more than 15 MPH's. I'm fighting it though, it's bullshit. The guy just wanted to meet his ticket quota for the month.
So, now that the adrenaline wore off my arm hurts, my side a little too. I was on the side that impacted, I think I smashed more than I first thought. Fuck. I'm going to be sore tomorrow.
But, insurance will cover it, save for the deductible. But, my father told me not to worry. He was just happy we weren't hospitalized. Me too, while I was trying to dig my proofs out of my car a third car almost slid into us. I was standing in between the two, that could have been bad. Broken legs or damaged spines don't agree with me.
The cop also asked if I had been drinking. Fucking asshole. I never drink. I wanted to spit in his face.
Oh well. Enlighten me with 3 random facts about you. I'm in too bad of a mood to be witty tonight.
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1) I can't seem to keep my hair the same color for more then 6 months at a time.
2) I drink nearly 6 cans of soda a day.
3) I'm in love with my computer.
None of those are terribly interesting I'm afraid.
2- currently half tanked on a combination of cold medicine and Bordeaux
3- have this toy clownfish that burbles like an aquarium when you SLAM it down on the floor.
4- Think cops are only good for fantasy sex scenes and thats about it.
oh.. you said 3 right? er.. sorry..
Hope youre feeling better!