-the redhead- (theredhead) wrote,
-the redhead-

Rear ended at the stoplight - welcome to my Monday

Yanno, today was supposed to be Friday. Not Monday. It's bad enough that every day this week at work ended up being Monday.

I had actually left work early for an appt. Yeah! There I was, happily driving back to Boulder with NPR on the radio. Oh lookeee, the stop light is changing. I do the normal thing and stop for the red light.

Well, I had stopped when I hear SQUEEEEEAAAAAALLLLL!!!! In that little microsecond between the noise and the inevitable crash, I looked up to see the car behind me coming too fast. SMACK!!

Side note - it was sunny out, midafternoon, on absolutely dry and clear roads. This would have been much more expected yesterday when I commuted in on the snow and ice, hmmm?

After the exciting part was over I assessed and figured out I was fine. I pulled off to the side of the intersection for safety and jumped out of the car. Where I discovered the young man who has been driving so inattentively.

My first comment was something brilliant like 'What the *hell* were you doing?!?' Understandable, I think. Apparently the young man thought this approach was unreasonable and tried to tell me I didn't need to get so upset and 'yell' at him. He has no idea what real redheaded yelling is *snort* My mild voice raising and rightfully blaming language wasn't nearly as aggressive and he tried to make out. There was probably a little handwaving in there too, but I was by no means threatening or hysterical or anything. Me hysterical? Yeah, right.

His excuse is 'only looked down for a second'. *I* had plenty of time to stop for the light. Therefore someone *behind* me at an appropriate distance and speed shouldn't have had a problem, right?

It all went down hill when he couldn't produce a drivers license or any insurance information. A CU dorm address and cell phone # just weren't going to cut it. At that point I called the police. They arrived promptly, and in the meantime the local Deputy Fire Chief stopped to inquire when he saw us pulled over with flashers going. Nice guy who hung out until the officer arrived. The kid seemed unhappy that I involved the police.

The officer who came to the scene was very polite and professional. I was calm and direct about the whole thing. I gave him my account and shared my concern that the kid had no license or insurance information on him. That seemed to pique the officer's interest. Sure enough, when he asked for that, the kid said he had called his dad to bring information. Seriously!

We then retired to our corners to await the next round bell.

I was very calm and polite to the police officer. He was very nice, and I appreciate he ensured the situation went smoothly.

In the end the officer gave the kid a ticket for Careless Driving and reassured me I wasn't at fault. I'm now the not-so-proud owner of an accident report. At least it has all the appropriate information on it. I'm not quite sure what penalty Careless Driving carries. If this incident had happened yesterday morning the consequences would have been far worse. I hope that ticket is more than a spank on the hand.

I took pics of the *lovely* skid marks the college kid laid down prior to impact. My estimate is that it was at least two strides between fences, perhaps a forward two. So that's about 32 - 34 feet or more. I'll have to download the pics to verify. I just have to figure out how to get the computer and phone to talk to each other.

I filed a claim with their insurance company just in case. I'm sure more than my knee and ankle will be out of whack tomorrow, even with the liberal application of ibuprophen. I might have tensed between the squeal and impact. Along with some reflexive hard clutching.

Starting the claim was a whole 'nother unpleasant experience. It's never good when someone has to ask you name four or five times in the span of a few minutes. Suffice it to say they don't hire rocket scientists for their claim center. I also wasn't going to fall for the whole line about having to hike out to Thornton or Longmont to have my car looked at. Oh yeah, thse claim centers aren't open on Saturdays *snort* I informed them I wasn't taking off work to cater to their convenience, so they would have to come up with a better plan.

Ironically, I was on my way to a Dr's appt. Do you know how hard it is to get that late afternoon appt?


So I had french fries for dinner.

-the redhead-
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