Words, Words, Words ....

Boy do I have a lot of nothing to say ....

First of all, stupid people. What makes a person "stupid"? Who are the "stupid people" and where are they? Don't get me wrong, we all have our moments .. but, as we all know there are some that are a little behind the learning curve. Sigh. Case #1: One night I am in a parking lot - one way in, one way out. For those of you that are confused, that means you have to go out the same way you came in. One particular night, I thought I would try to locate a parking space in this defacto parking lot - no such luck. As fate would have it, Stupid person #1 quickly drives up to the rear of my car .. so close, in fact, that I am able to clearly see the inside of his car and lost sight of his headlights .. hmmm. At any rate, I ask him to back up so I can get out - remember, the entrance/exit are the same. Of course, this minor request was a bit much for Stupid person #1 to comprehend. What happens? He proceeds to just sit there - I assume he thought my car was just going to magically turn into a hover craft and fly out. Well, after a bit of me trying to explain to him that the only (and obvious) way for me to get out was for him to back up and let me out. At the same time, Stupid person #2 enters the scene. Stupid person #2 clearly does not understand the concept of the entrance/exit being the same. Stupid person #2 thought it would be appropriate to block me in so that Stupid person #1 could have his spot. Let's get real folks, do I want to park my car in a parking lot w/such foolish thinking? NO! Just let me out of the parking lot you idiots!!!! Imagine the scene, I am boxed in: Stupid person #1 backed up a little so that Stupid person #2 had enough space to clear the parking lot. For some, it's real simple .. for others, it's not. Stupid person #2, the stupid person they are, felt it necessary to purposely ram his newer Toyota Highlander into my little car. Why? To this day, I have no clue. To my utter disbelieve, I hop of out of my car and ask the guy if he realized what he just did. The bobble head then proceeded to shake his head, agreeing w/my words. I then asked for his name and insurance info - again, he was agreeing by shaking his head .. this time the bobble head tried to talk by saying "uh huh". A few seconds later, Stupid person #2 thought it would be ok to put his car in drive, stomp the gas pedal and carelessly drive away (insert tires screeching). Unfortunately for him, a little while ago I was bored and decided to learn how to memorize AL license plates. All it took was one glance at his plate and it was stored in the files of my memory bank. Again, in shock I started to walk over to where our local HPD were hanging out. They were obviously not in the mood to work. At any rate, I explained the situation and informed them I was under the strong impression Stupid person #2 might have been intoxicated. Guess I should have prefaced this whole piece by stating I was trying to park in a parking lot located at the infamous downtown Huntsville (on a Wednesday night) - meaning, people were enjoying their after work cocktails and getting ready for the weekend. Moving forward. After explaining the situation, the police officer didn't seem to care. Ok, I get it. My emergency was not his problem .. and sure, here in America, we are all innocent until proven guilty. Sigh. Even after the cop saw my car, he really didn't seem to care. I had to ask him to 'call-in' the plate number and vehicle description. He tried to assure me that he would - seeing his behavior, I did not trust him. So, I just stood there staring at him. He questioned w/a smirk on his face "What .. you don't believe me?" I said "No offense, but honestly no. I want to see/hear you do it, please." Reluctantly, he did 'call it in'.

So, what was the final outcome? Three weeks later, my "incident report" is still a work in progress. I gave them the license plate number, and description of the vehicle. They inquired about it and were able to get a name and address associated w/it. Apparently, that was not good enough. The "investigator" informed me that they accidentally had the incorrect address - oops, typo. Sigh. I understand people make mistakes .. but, for the love of it all. Is it really that hard? Is it?! Oh, and you better believe that the investigator was not trying to keep contact w/me. I had to force contact. After realizing that he was not going to do anything, I decided to call every day - morning, lunch and afternoon .. leaving a voice message after each time he did not answer. Annoying, yes I know .. but, you know what all he had to do was answer the phone and tell me what the issue was instead of trying to avoid it.

The "investigator" asked me to call him by a certain time if I had not heard anything from him. I knew I wouldn't and had his number saved on my redial. I called at the time he asked .. did he answer? I'll let you figure this one out. Finally, I caught him off guard the next morning. He basically stated that he played telephone tag w/Stupid person #2 and that he was going to come into his office to discuss things. Ok, that's great. Finally. The "investigator" then asked me if I got any estimates for my car .. no, I have not had time. I already know where I am going to take my car .. there is no need for an estimate, just tell me that I don't have to pay for the stupidity of other people and it will make it into the shop. However, I can see his point of getting an estimate. Thus, I have to take time out of my work day to go get an estimate for my car. Am I happy about this? Not at all. I have to interrupt my work day - not get paid - and 'deal' w/this. Sigh. The "investigator" informed me the meeting is supposed to occur today at 2pm and that this whole thing should be resolved by then. Really though? Does he really expect me to believe that?

I know you are probably thinking, "What more do you want?" ... agreed. It's just a car and it will be repaired. It's just the principle behind it all.

Basically, if I understand correctly understand things .. I can go have a couple of cocktails, see the guy's car sitting in a parking lot somewhere and just smack the sh*t out of it w/a baseball bat. Sounds extreme and dangerous, right? Maybe. It's ok though, all I will have to do is avoid the phone calls from the "investigator" and let my auto insurance take care of it all.