Friday, March 19, 2010

One hit (and run) and several near misses

Today is one of those very weird days... I was sitting in the Office of Motor Vehicles and had the thought: OMG. I think I might be dead and this is some sort of purgatory. Now, I do not actually believe in purgatory so there was a slight panic that my long ago abandoned Catholic faith might be right. I realized the chances of this were slim and that most likely I was alive and simply bored. My number was B113 and it was issued at 9:41am. My weird day began two hour prior....
Skipping a walk and my exercise routine (mostly because it was too dark and cold to leave bed before 7am), I made it out of the house by 7:41. Got to the doctor's office to get my shot - my depo shot. After a good 20 minutes, the nurse yells across the crowded room that I am late getting my shot and she needs to ask the doctor if I need a pregnancy test. Oh joy. Now everyone knows my birth control business including two little girls sitting near me in Catholic school uniforms. I turn to them and say, "Aren't you glad to know that there is a chance I might be pregnant?" They nod with eyes wide.
I email work to let them know I will be later than expected. Since I have been on depo for two years now and I was a whopping 4 days late for my shot, I did not have to have the test. I got my shot then dropped by the house to get my lunch. On the way to work, I get rear-ended by a woman driving a Ford Contour with Louisiana license plate number SGT 269 (It is 8:41). She insists her brakes failed and that she did not damage my car. I told her she failed. I could see her not looking at the road and watched her hit me. I asked for her insurance information and started scrolling for the BR police on my cell phone. She has no insurance. I tell her to tell that to the police and she gets back in her car and leaves. Two guys that are surveying the road walk up and have seen the accident. I call my insurance and wait for the cops. I email the office that I am waiting for the police. My car has a one inch gash through its bumper.. I need to have it checked for any damage to the alignment, axles and under-carriage. I have a $500 deductible and some anger towards that bitch who drove off without insurance. The car is scheduled to go in on Wednesday. We shall see.
The cop arrives and I give him my tale of woe. He asks for my license, proof of insurance and registration. My registration expired on 3/12. Shit! He laughs at me and we fill out paperwork. I then drive (without a ticket!) to the OMV where I wait for B113 to be served. Nearly one hour and $57 later, I place the new sticker on my plate, the registration in my glove box.
Now I await whatever is next...

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