|+ 1 Accident.
||[Aug. 31st, 2006|08:10 am]
Did I mention that I got into an accident on Tuesday? No? I didn't think so. As if last week wasn't ridiculous enough as is! This one, at least, was completely not my fault. I'm still proud to say that none of the dings on our current car are my bad. :) |
I was driving my mother, brother, and aunt to the viewing in Philadelphia, by way of Darby. We were driving down Main Street, a relatively narrow but busy road with just about exactly enough room for parking on both sides of the street and traffic lanes in both directions. The person in front of me pulled over, about a foot or two from the curb, to let people out of the car. I slowed down to a near stop behind them as they pulled over to the side of the road, and when they were clear I proceeded down the street. The person sitting behind the driver in the other vehicle opened their door as I was passing alongside their car, managing to take out the passenger front door handle on my car and denting their door. And of course the first thing they do is get out of the car and start complaining to me. Idiots!
Fortunately no one was hurt blah blah blah and because there is a PA statute that specifically states that doors cannot interfere with traffic, it is extremely unlikely I'll be found at fault. Huzzah!
Over a week has passed now, so I can look back at it and laugh, but man was I pissed for a few days following the incident! I think what I hate most about getting into automotive altercations is the reactions from the other people. Regardless of whether I'm clearly at fault or they are they immediately start acting like holier than thou assholes. Clearly in such a situation everyone is potentially looking at some sudden unexpected expenses, so regardless of who is at fault both parties are injured parties. The logistics of who pays what is almost always hashed out by police officers and insurance companies, so having a "who can throw the biggest hissy fit" game doesn't benefit anyone and just further complicates the process. It's already a stressful situation. Why throw fuel to the fire?
OK, I'm finished with my soap box. At least I only lost a handle this time instead of totaling the entire car. Stupid SUV's.