... so where was I? Yesterday I posted that my weekend brought me awful poison ivy, 2 bee stings, and the wasp nest to destroy.
Remember my new car? My Pontiac G6 that has about 480 miles on it? The one that is supposed to look like this?
Yeah, well a very sad now, 19 year old girl forgot about looking behind when pulling out of a parking space. I think she remembered the moment her rear bumper hit the side of my car. I'm sure she thought the blare of my horn, just as she was about to hit me, was for somebody else.
Actually I wasn't upset at all. I felt bad for her. I looked and saw her head drop into her hands and I wasn't sure if she was hurt or crying. I jumped out of my car and ran to her. When she got out she was crying and so upset. I hugged her, asked her if she was OK and reassured her that as long as no one was hurt, we didn't need to be upset. I reminded her these hunks of metal can be repaired or replaced and the most important thing was we weren't hurt. I asked her how old she was and then told her I had a daughter the same age and it could easily be my kid in this situation.
It happened in front of my bank and just then a teller came running out. It was her daughter that hit me. I explained I needed to make a police report, without intent to get her in trouble, but so I wouldn't have to pay a deductible or have my rates increased. They understood, and I told her since it was on private property, she wouldn't get a ticket. (I'm sure her rates will go up though) Police came, she admitted fault, and no ticket for her.
So, I made a claim, got an estimate, $2,247.56, and I am just thankful nobody was hurt .... oh, and that it wasn't my daughter who hit someone!