son of bitch. I pull up to the three-way stoplight not more than 3 blocks from the office and I'm waiting behind a guy to turn left. Well, the jackass decides that rather than turn left before the light goes red, he would immediately hit the gas in reverse- fails to give warning he was going to back up (or check to see if another vehicle(s) were behind him) and accelerate into my front end.![]()
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It's a great view when you suddenly look up and see a black landrover slam on the gas in reverse before you get a chance to get out of the way- KABLAM! Not only is my license plate smashed up, it put it in a good set of dents on the front right bumper.
The guy gets out of his car- says he sorry- then Have a Good Day! WTF???
Well I got the plate number so get into the office 2 minutes later, call the cops to file a report and the dispatcher is pissed off at me for not finding a payphone nearby! Are you kidding me? Our office is 2 blocks away. Cop stops by to file a report- turns out the vehicle belongs to somebody in Wisconsin with Washington plates and only a PO Box address as a contact. Great, I'm sure that'll help me track down the owner to pay for my car repairs![]()
Now I'm stuck with a pile of work in cubicleland. Not the best way to start off your Tuesday, eh?
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