We left my friend's apartment about 01h30. A few blocks away I was stopped at a traffic light waiting to make a left turn. The light was for straight ahead only. The light changed to regular green and I was about to make my turn, when I saw the cop car turn on its flashers. Then we got slammed in the rear. We weren't hurt. I stopped my car on the other side of the intersection next to the curb and turned off the engine.
The lady cop came over to see if we were alright. Her partner, also a lady, went to check on the idiot who had rear ended me. A lot of other cop cars came to the intersection. I guess the guy who hit me was drunk, because they had him in handcuffs. I got her and her partner's names and badge numbers and the incident number. I guess I couldn't ask for better witnesses.
We got towed home, about 20 km and emptied the trunk and cabin. Then the tow truck guy drove me to the dealership. I put the key and my biz card in an envelope, put the license number on the outside along with my name and phone number. Put it in the slot provided. The tow truck guy drove me home.
I don't think I'm gonna sleep much tonight. Steve, the tow truck guy, figures the insurance company isn't going to want to repair my car. I'm all in a tizzy. My beautiful car is damaged - by an idiot drunk driver. I'm not going to be able to relax until I've spoken with my insurance company.
And it's income tax season. I don't have time for this now.
The lady cop came over to see if we were alright. Her partner, also a lady, went to check on the idiot who had rear ended me. A lot of other cop cars came to the intersection. I guess the guy who hit me was drunk, because they had him in handcuffs. I got her and her partner's names and badge numbers and the incident number. I guess I couldn't ask for better witnesses.
We got towed home, about 20 km and emptied the trunk and cabin. Then the tow truck guy drove me to the dealership. I put the key and my biz card in an envelope, put the license number on the outside along with my name and phone number. Put it in the slot provided. The tow truck guy drove me home.
I don't think I'm gonna sleep much tonight. Steve, the tow truck guy, figures the insurance company isn't going to want to repair my car. I'm all in a tizzy. My beautiful car is damaged - by an idiot drunk driver. I'm not going to be able to relax until I've spoken with my insurance company.
And it's income tax season. I don't have time for this now.