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Apr. 17th, 2005 08:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
per_soloJust got off the phone with my sister...interesting news.
Her car was hit, and brutally hit, this morning...hard enough to shove her car forward into my father's truck..Her car has the tailights connected, so her car wouldn't be driveable, even if there was no concern of axle damage or anything else. It happened at 7:00 am..she wasn't in the first parking spot (Which I must say I've had a car hit in that spot), but was in front of that...well, hmmm...no easy way to describe the parking in front of mom and dad's.
Anyways, the estimate is that the car that did the hitting was going 40, and took the corner...sprayed gravel pretty far into the yard, and left marks on the sidewalk..oh, and the car was driven by a 12 year old, and 2 of her friends were in the car. One of the girls heads hit the windshield, as there was a crack in it. The girls vacated the car quickly after it hit my sister's car, and ran...and came back to grab their purses...Mom ended up waiting in the car til the police arrived, for fear that they would come back drive off. The girl who was driving has apparently had complaints before.
My sister is doing this smart...she's already called insurance..she'd going to talk to the leasers in the morning..the only downside (well, ok, the main downside this morning) was that on Sunday, rental places aren't open..or at least they couldn't find one. My sister is at the point where she really doesn't want to look at the car anymore, as it's still in the front yard. I can easily understand that. I remember when my last car got totalled, looking at it, thinking about it, filled me with a...almost depression. As dependent as we are on cars anymore, if your car is undriveable, and you don't have a fix almost immediately, it's like it takes a piece of your independence..your ability to be able to do the things you need to do in a day, and without being able to just say "I can go somewhere now", you can trick yourself into dwelling on it.
I told her the advice given to me by friends when my car has been hit before, which is to write your statement down, so when THEIR insurance calls, they can't shake you...which tends to be what insurance companies are paid to do.
Me? I'm annoyed for them...I always go back to the "What the hell? When you were 12, would you ever have thought of taking a car joyriding? Your parents would have beat your ass, if you were lucky..."
Again, it goes back to the raising. Not to get sappy/sentimental, but my sister and I were raised well. Our parents did a good job...yeah, there were issues/problems/fights and all, but to my belief, that's part of growing up. As with anyone and anything, you do the best you can, which is what they did. And continue to do, to this day. I'm fortunate to know and be friends with several people who, if they don't have two parents who do that, they at least have one...and I know many more who have never had that. That always mystifies me. It also tends to bring out the helper mode...also known as a "save the world" complex. I try to beat that mode down a lot, because it almost always leads to major problems...because I can't help everyone.
Anyways, off of that subject. :-) Have been getting hooked into a scrabble game with Sa, Kack, and Awe....it's been fun. I never cared much for Scrabble years ago, and I'm finding a new appreciation for it now. Kinda weird.
Now, to get offline, so I can record Desperate Housewives here in a bit. I may try to write more later...of course, I keep swearing that ONE of these days, I'm going to do a phone post. :-P
Her car was hit, and brutally hit, this morning...hard enough to shove her car forward into my father's truck..Her car has the tailights connected, so her car wouldn't be driveable, even if there was no concern of axle damage or anything else. It happened at 7:00 am..she wasn't in the first parking spot (Which I must say I've had a car hit in that spot), but was in front of that...well, hmmm...no easy way to describe the parking in front of mom and dad's.
Anyways, the estimate is that the car that did the hitting was going 40, and took the corner...sprayed gravel pretty far into the yard, and left marks on the sidewalk..oh, and the car was driven by a 12 year old, and 2 of her friends were in the car. One of the girls heads hit the windshield, as there was a crack in it. The girls vacated the car quickly after it hit my sister's car, and ran...and came back to grab their purses...Mom ended up waiting in the car til the police arrived, for fear that they would come back drive off. The girl who was driving has apparently had complaints before.
My sister is doing this smart...she's already called insurance..she'd going to talk to the leasers in the morning..the only downside (well, ok, the main downside this morning) was that on Sunday, rental places aren't open..or at least they couldn't find one. My sister is at the point where she really doesn't want to look at the car anymore, as it's still in the front yard. I can easily understand that. I remember when my last car got totalled, looking at it, thinking about it, filled me with a...almost depression. As dependent as we are on cars anymore, if your car is undriveable, and you don't have a fix almost immediately, it's like it takes a piece of your independence..your ability to be able to do the things you need to do in a day, and without being able to just say "I can go somewhere now", you can trick yourself into dwelling on it.
I told her the advice given to me by friends when my car has been hit before, which is to write your statement down, so when THEIR insurance calls, they can't shake you...which tends to be what insurance companies are paid to do.
Me? I'm annoyed for them...I always go back to the "What the hell? When you were 12, would you ever have thought of taking a car joyriding? Your parents would have beat your ass, if you were lucky..."
Again, it goes back to the raising. Not to get sappy/sentimental, but my sister and I were raised well. Our parents did a good job...yeah, there were issues/problems/fights and all, but to my belief, that's part of growing up. As with anyone and anything, you do the best you can, which is what they did. And continue to do, to this day. I'm fortunate to know and be friends with several people who, if they don't have two parents who do that, they at least have one...and I know many more who have never had that. That always mystifies me. It also tends to bring out the helper mode...also known as a "save the world" complex. I try to beat that mode down a lot, because it almost always leads to major problems...because I can't help everyone.
Anyways, off of that subject. :-) Have been getting hooked into a scrabble game with Sa, Kack, and Awe....it's been fun. I never cared much for Scrabble years ago, and I'm finding a new appreciation for it now. Kinda weird.
Now, to get offline, so I can record Desperate Housewives here in a bit. I may try to write more later...of course, I keep swearing that ONE of these days, I'm going to do a phone post. :-P
