January 26, 2007
My very, very dirty (OMG, embarrassingly so!) little blue Malibu had about as craptastic a day as I did. And it came through it all spectacularly, without a scratch on it. Oh, I love my little blue Malibu! This morning, on the way to work, we (my car and I) were rear ended. My second rear-ending since moving to California two and a half years ago, and my second rear-ending of my life. What is it with LA drivers? Bah.
Anyway, as you can see, we're fine. Traffic was moving happily along at about 65 mph when everyone in front of me slowed down. So I slowed down. And the toothless guy in the crappy car behind me did NOT slow down. I suppose he hit me going only a few miles per hour faster than I was, but it scared me a bit! Especially when I started to think of how I could have hit the car in front of me, or I could have been spun out into traffic. He didn't want me to call his insurance company, told me over and over in broken English, and I kind of felt like a little snot in my power skirt suit and cell phone and, well, not a BMW or anything by a longshot, but a nicer car than the one he was driving, but I was pissed. So I took his info and took my car into the shop to make sure there was no hidden damage, and $300 later (on totally unrelated repairs), it seems to be fine. I guess he's off the hook.
Anyway, as you can see, we're fine. Traffic was moving happily along at about 65 mph when everyone in front of me slowed down. So I slowed down. And the toothless guy in the crappy car behind me did NOT slow down. I suppose he hit me going only a few miles per hour faster than I was, but it scared me a bit! Especially when I started to think of how I could have hit the car in front of me, or I could have been spun out into traffic. He didn't want me to call his insurance company, told me over and over in broken English, and I kind of felt like a little snot in my power skirt suit and cell phone and, well, not a BMW or anything by a longshot, but a nicer car than the one he was driving, but I was pissed. So I took his info and took my car into the shop to make sure there was no hidden damage, and $300 later (on totally unrelated repairs), it seems to be fine. I guess he's off the hook.