I went to the store today, in a snow storm, with the sole intent on just picking up my prescript
ion. I got a parking spot ALMOST in the front of the store....I was shocked. I grabbed a cart just so I could lean on something, got the prescript
ion and decided I didn't feel that bad...started to shop for other things. I ended up with amost $80 worth of food so I accomplished something I had been putting off for nearly a week.
It was really coming down when I got outside and pushing that cart to the van which was in eye sight, was like pushing a bus up a hill. The slush clogged up the wheels, the stupid thing almost tipped over a half dozen times and I finally got in front of it and dragged it. Loaded the groceries into the back. Started the van, backed up...the wheels were spinning on the ice...then THUMP. I thought I hit a grocery cart. Wrong...I hit another van that was trying to pull in next to me. So...I jumped out to look at the damage...I had a hair line crack in my rear bumper. The entire side of her passenger door was caved in. In the van she has her mother and a small child. The mother starts asking me for all of my info...the girl calls her husband and he wants the police called. Now this vehicle she is driving is so banged up I had a hard time distinguishing where I had done the damage. Turns out it is a 1996 Caravan and has a "Fred's Towing Company' Logo on the so called door. Anyway, the mother is getting impatient because she 'has things to do today' and is shaking her head in disgust. I am freezing half to death. I told the girl I had to sit in my van and wait for the police. Three police cars show up and again, I am standing out in this blizzard giving them all the info. She is saying I didn't see her. I am saying I was half out of the parking spot when I hit her and she was trying to get the spot next to me before the car in the other direction got to it first and tried to swerve around me. One hour standing in the snow with no hat or gloves or boots. I was in so much pain I finally told the cop I had to get back in my van while he processed everything. For this little incident, they had to run my license through DMV which took an eternity. I called my husband and told him to meet me there...my muscles in my back and legs had seized up. No way could I stand out in this blizzard another minute. The police cars are clogging up the lane and people are honking, thinking they would move, plus they have blocked in other customers.
Finally, one of the cops comes to my window and tells me he isn't going to issue me a ticket because the fault was 'iffy' but in NY state the fault technically lies with the person backing out, no matter what she
was doing...blah, blah blah, but I could take it to trial. My husband is standing there telling him to look at her damage and where it was located and obviously it was due to her not wanting to wait for me to back out. He agreed yet...
Oh, I'm rambling. This had been grinding on me all day because I was in so much pain I didn't want to take it to court and just admitted to it being my fault to 'get it over with'. My insurance company will probably end up paying for damage that I didn't commit...a new sliding door that was rotted with rust. I am disgusted with myself for not standing my ground. The pain got in the way of good judgement and determination and now my premiums will probably soar...or they will drop us.
I am just venting. Thanks for listening..this isn't anything like leaving the stove on or wearing my shoes on the wrong feet.
I am really starting to doubt that I have any kind of rational judgement anymore.
hugs,
donna
I know it's stupid to not wear a hat, gloves or boots in a blizzard but I thought I was going on a five minute excursion!