Friday, June 18, 2010

Reagan Smash.

I wish I could say that life has been uneventful this week (because let's be honest- I prefer most events in my life to be somewhat planned); however, this week has thrown (literally) all sorts of fun things my way!

Monday morning on my way to work, I was driving on I-540 southbound in the left hand lane about five car lengths behind this random Ford 350 pulling a trailer full of wood/dow rods/lumber, etc and somehow a piece of their wood ended up in my windshield.

It took all the composure I could muster (as I was screaming in my mom's ear on my wireless phone ear piece obscenities that no mother should have to hear her daughter scream) to not go tumbling off of the road. The driver of the truck had no clue of what just happened, so I straightened out my wheel and caught up to them on the interstate and was waving frantically out of my window to pull over. The truck had two Hispanic men in it, and they LAUGHED as I pointed for them to pull over/pointed at my windshield and their truck trailer!!!!! (maybe they thought I was flirting with them???) so I got in front of them, put on my brakes and made them stop.

In hindsight, that might not have been the safest thing to do, but all I was thinking is that these dudes are going to pay.

I called the police first, and since I was only an exit away from work (and coincidentally an exit away from Chase) I called Chase and he came right away.  The State Trooper called my phone back and asked us to get off the interstate and go to the parking lot of a hotel so I tried to explain to the drivers of the other car what the Trooper had said to do. The dudes acted like they didn't speak English (which I found out later they did) so I spoke to them in Spanish. Finally (with me in front of them and Chase behind them) we got to the Trooper and tickets were issued (to them) and we exchanged information and we went on our merry (riiight) way.

So... later that day I file a claim with their insurance company (Alfa Vision = crappiest insurance EVER) and they DENIED the claim because they said the other driver was using his vehicle for business and they don't cover businesses.... *rolls eyes*

So, logically we try to contact the driver of the truck....

Fake phone number and address.
(or at least not really the real address of the driver and the phone number definitely did not work.)

 Which means his license was probably fake which means he was probably not a legal citizen. GREAT!

I call the trooper to ask for assistance in finding the driver's real phone number, and they say that cannot help due to privacy, etc... Really, guys?!

You can imagine that by this point I am in utter SHOCK that a driver can literally come close to killing another person on the highway because of negligence and ignorance and suffer no repercussions.

Finally, I give in and call my insurance company who has now taken over the matter. Basically, we have filed an 'uninsured motorist' claim under our insurance. State Farm is completely amazing and our agents are taking the best care of us. Tommy Reddick and Kelli Morris are now legit homies in my book.

However, it doesn't diminish the fact that out there somewhere, someone got off 100% free because they learned how to cheat the system...

/rant over

Camping this weekend should make everything better though.

Oh, and even cooler news- I wore a size 8 jean this week! *happy dance*
(excuse the bad quality/work bathroom)


Lyric said...

You look amazing and WOW I'm glad you are still alive and OK. Seriously cannot believe that happened to you!

Anonymous said...

1. You are a lucky girl. The damage to your car is a drag, but that could have been so much worse.

2. You are hot. :)