Saturday night we had dinner at my parents’ house with family friends. They were leaving and since it was already late, Tyler and I were thinking about leaving at the same time but we decided to stay a little bit longer.
This is where everything changes just because we decided to stay a little bit longer….
So we were hanging out in the backyard and a few minutes later everyone (except me) heard a loud crash. The boys ran out the front door while my mom and I followed. Cheerio was freaking out so I scooped him up before I headed out the door. I saw Tyler pointing up the street at a car then I looked over and saw a car in a driveway across the street then looked over and saw that my car was NOT in the place I parked it in!
Another neighbor ran out seconds before us and was speaking with the driver. It appeared that the door would not open because the neighbor was trying to open the door from the inside. The driver finally opened the door and said she needed to be with her boyfriend.
Like seriously this isn’t a busy road and it’s up a hill and my car was parked near a street light so HOW DID SHE HIT MY CAR?! The speed limit is 25 and there was no way she was going 25.
She had no shoes on. Our first reaction was that she was drunk because of her behavior and eyes. She started walking around then started walking down the hill. My dad kept telling her that she couldn’t leave the scene and that she will get arrested if she does. She ignored him and said that she had to go to her boyfriend’s house and kept on walking. I told my mom to go with them since I didn’t want the driver to lie later and say that my dad assaulted her or something. So my mom went with them.
Finally the cops came. My parents waved at the cops and pointed at her so they knew that she was the driver and left the scene. So they questioned her and my parents walked back up to be with us. Tyler then decided to go down to the bottom of the street to find out more about what was happening. The cops let him stay and listen to them. Basically she kept telling the cops that she needed to go to her boyfriend’s and the cop told her that she was not going anywhere. She then blamed me that my car was parked illegally and that she has information that I’m not allowed to park there after midnight. First of all, it was 10:45PM and not even almost midnight. The cop told her that it didn’t matter and still did not give her the right to hit my car anyways. They arrested her and put her in the car.
The firetruck and another cop came up the street to the scene. They said that she didn’t have an ID on her. I texted my sister and Rahul who both left minutes before the accident and they both came back.
We cleaned out my car since it was not drivable even though it doesn’t look too damaged compared to her car. The cop asked my parents to fill out a paper giving their statements since they were witnesses. My mom called our insurance company for us to arrange a rental car and get a tow truck to come.
The cop told us that it was a rental car that she was driving. Apparently her Mercedes car got rear ended two weeks ago. So that was a good thing to hear because that meant she had insurance. He also told us that she wasn’t drunk. So we waited around outside for the tow trucks to come and to warn cars that were going through.
We finally got home around 2AM after my sister gave us a ride.
Yesterday my dad picked me up to do some errands while Tyler went to his soccer game. We were at the grocery store and guess who we saw? the lady with her boyfriend. She didn’t see us. Thanks to Google, I know where she works and lives. She practically lives up the street from my parents’ house and offers healing services.
So right now… that’s all we know. We suspect that now that she wasn’t drunk…she was obviously high or on something else. Also I mentioned that when we first all ran out to see what happened, I didn’t see her headlights on. So I’m assuming she didn’t have them on. But she still should have saw my car since it was by a street light anyways.
What a mess and this is seriously the last thing I need right now. Don’t get me started on the rental car that I got this morning… a Chevy HHR wagon. I seriously felt like I was driving a hearse. No offense if any of you have this car. Anyways, that’s for another post.
So after all this drama…my mom looked at me and said, “you got to blog about this!”