Parking Lots Are Evil

We were trying to park in a really tight space at Meijer today and I accidentally nudged someone. We parked about 20 feet away and before I went in the store, I stopped to survey the damage. Other than a few small scratches and a turned in reflector, the damage was nothing more than a few tire marks. (I’m thinking that if I had some paint the color of the car, I could have quickly fixed it — it was that minimal.) I decided to just go on with my shopping and so Jon and I got the lasagna supplies. On the way out, I decided to go back by the car and see if it was still there. The owner was standing in front of it with a Meijer security person and I asked what had happened. She was screaming about hit and run and the police having been called and I’m thinking “Oh crap…” because apparently, they got me checking the damage on video.

I confessed that I had hit the car and had come back to get the license plate number (well… I’d wanted to see if the car was still there and if it was, I was going to leave a note –I’d written down the license plate number for my reference and my conscience) and I explained what had happened and that I hadn’t thought the damage was too severe. The fact that I owned up to it diffused the situation (as did my offer to baby-sit the car until the police came because the woman had to run to the bathroom) and she thanked me for being honest. The police did their thing, we called our insurance agent who politely explained that our rates might jump a little (maybe $30 for the 6 months if that), and we headed home. One nice thing: the lady said, “I really can’t fault you for this too much because I have a 17 year old and a 19 year old” and proceeded to tell about the things they had done to the cars.

Moral of the story: ALWAYS leave a note. It will save you having to talk your way out of a possible hit-and-run charge. I was going to go back to the car (honest) but I should have left a note right off the bat. I still feel awful because it’s the 3rd fender bender on our record in a 3 month period (2 of them mine).

Other than that, all was good today…

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7 thoughts on “Parking Lots Are Evil

  1. Another tip… Don’t park in tight parking spaces. Sure, it might mean you have to walk further, but look at it this way… At least you’ll get some excersise. 🙂

  2. Something I’ve heard is never to say you’re sorry to or to apologize to anything that happens to someone in a situation like that. That goes against my grain, because I tend to be an apologetic person. But my friends tell me that will be used in court as an admission of guilt. It’s really sad what things have come to.

    I tried to leave a comment on another post a while back, but I must have backed out of it. The post about Fazoli’s…I had a friend in St. Louis who had a terrible case of Crohn’s – in fact, her doctors couldn’t diagnose her because it was too severe – much worse than it should have been. Anyway, one of her worst problems was with gluten and grain. She couldn’t have any flour, rice, potatoes, not even whole wheat or whole grain.

    Could you be having trouble with that type of problem? It would certainly show up with pasta. Also, you never know what those places put in their pasta – it’s not exactly homemade – so some preservative or chemical could be causing the problem.

    Hope you’ve been feeling better!

  3. Sarah, I responded to your comment. I don’t have problems with gluten, though what your friend probably has is celiac disease. When I was first diagnosed, my mother-in-law sent me an article from the New Yorker on the condition. It was really good.

    As far as apologizing, there was no doubt that I was at fault. Damage was really minimal, so it wasn’t an issue. It also saved me getting charged with hit-and-run.

  4. A few weeks ago, I got a message on my voice mail from the maintenance guy in my apartment complex saying “someone has hit your vehicle” and “we have the person’s contact info at the office.” However, I wasn’t going home (where my car was) for several hours yet, so I got the wonderful experience of worrying whether my car was even drivable, how to deal with insurance companies, etc, for the entire time I was still on campus. Then, when I got home, I couldn’t see a thing wrong with my car! I thought maybe they had the wrong car… But the maintenance guy assured me it was mine that had been hit. Anyway…the long and the short of it was that I called the woman the next day and said “don’t worry, there’s nothing wrong,” cause there really wasn’t. I mean, it’s not like my car doesn’t have its share of scratches and dings and rust, etc, that I could say for sure that any particular thing had really come from the woman “hitting” (probably more like “bumping into at half a mile an hour at most”) my car! But it was nice of the woman to let the apartment managers know anyway…

    I’m sorry that your recent experience wasn’t with a car that’s more like mine. In which case, the woman probably wouldn’t have even noticed there was anything wrong! Glad it turned out ok, though.

  5. In response to Sarah: This is assuming that the case could even end up in court. And Jen is right: we were obviously at fault according to all the laws, and the only way it could become an instant court case is if there was horrible damage to the car (like it got totalled), it was a hit-and-run, or we injured or killed someone in the process, or caused some sort of other injury involving massive amounts of money. Besides, in this day and age when everyone has a “dog eat dog” attitude, apologies never hurt every so often.

  6. I definitely agree with y’all. I’d much rather have someone apologize – I’d be much less likely to pursue it, like this lady was. I think that’s most people’s attitude, too. I have a habit of apologizing for everything.

  7. Oh, about the celiac – I don’t know. The specialists in St. Louis couldn’t diagnose her – there were apparently no cases current in the books nationwide about anyone with the same symptoms. I felt terrible for her – she was barely existing.

    Hope you find a way to work through it long-term. GI problems are absolutely the worst. There is nothing in the world more unbearable than that type of discomfort.

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