Rear ended
So last night, I am sitting at 15th and market in my philly car share car waiting at a red light, and suddenly, I get rear ended! Once i make sure everyone in the car is ok I get out of the car to take a look, and this guy is driving a big lincoln towncar, and it looks like he was trying to turn to go around us, and basically hit my left rear bumber with his right headlight. So then my passengers hear another noise, while I am getting out to talk to the guy and exchange insurance. The first thing I do is call philly car share to ask what I am supposed to do. The other guy gets out of his car, and trys to talk to me. I ask him to wait a second till I am off the phone. Once I am off the phone with philly car share, I talk to the guy, and I can smell the beer on him. I imeediatly tell Ted (one of my passengers) to call the cops. I ask the guy for his insurance so I can copy it down, and he refuses and keeps on asking me to pull off to the side of the road. I keep telling him I am not moving the car until I either get his insurance, or the cops arrive. He keeps asking me if we can move the cars, or make a deal or whatever. He is quite drunk and slurring all of his words At about this point he starts cursing and asking me what I am doing stopping so suddenly, and how I fucked up his headlight. This entire time I am standing outside in the cold in fornt of his car because I am afraid he is going to drive away. At the time this seemed like I a good idea, because I didn't think he would run over a person. But upon hindsight, not such a smart idea, because he probably would have run over a person. So I finally convince him to give me his insurance so I can write it all down, but he only seems to have a registration, and no insurance, so I just take down his name, and give up, and wait for the cops.
After about 20 minutes of waiting, this car goes past us, and tries to make a one way the wrong way on to market, in spite of me and my passengers YELLING at the guy not to do that. A cop arrives and zips past us to give the wrong way turner a ticket, and we are pissed, because that was our cop! The cop lets the guy go, does an illegal K-turn on to market, such that his car is now facing our car head on, on 15th (a one way street). It was some fancy driving. So the cop asks me what happened, and I say we got rear ended while waiting at the light, and he then goes to the other guy, and asks him what happened, but before he can finsih the cop says "Are you drunk sir? OH MAAAAAAAAAAAN". The guy says he is not and the cop does not beleive him obviously. So then the cop comes over to me and says the guy is drunk and that it is a DUI and he will be arrested. The cop asks the guy a couple more times if he is drunk, and he says no, but then finally the cop asks him if he has been drinking tonight, and the guy says yes. So then he asks for everyone's license registration and proof of insurance, which I give him, and the other guy goes to his car for. The cop has to keep asking the guy for it (who is now sitting in his car), and the guy keeps arguing with the cop. After a while the guy is just sitting in his car, not even looking around for the papers. The cop finally gives up, and takes him out of the car, bends him over our hood, and cuffs him. As he is walking the guy to his car, the guy falls down, since he is quite drunk. Around this time another motorist informs us that the others guys backup lights are on. That other noise my passengers heard while I was getting out of the car? The other guy trying to backup so he could drive away, we think. Once it was all down and we were about to drive off, one of the cops knocks on my window and heads me a piece of the bumper that had fallen off.
I was able to stay pretty calm during the entire thing because 1) It wasn't my car 2) It was entirely the other guys fault, to the degree that he was DRUNK.
But if it had been my car, I would have been fucking pissed.
I had a dream that the guy was suing me and he had these fancy lawyers, who were spying on me and my friends to get dirt on us. And I was telling the story to my dad, and this guy was listening in with a directional mic. My dad told me not to be worried since the guy was drunk when he hit me, but I was worried that the fancy lawyers would trip me up