Yes, I did eavesdrop. Oops.
Originally published at Crestfallen. You can comment here or there.
So apparently, my cousin’s truck got crushed by another…bigger truck.
Okay, let me start from the beginning. My mom was talking to her on the phone, and from what I got out of the conversation, the truck was parked on a corner. A larger SUV came to turn and scraped the holy hell out of it. She’s clearly not at fault; but since she lives in a high-risk area where parking is like finding the perfect guy-damn near impossible, her insurance rates are sure to go up.
I don’t drive, and I have no reason to while living in NYC 1. I don’t know how the whole thing works, but I think it’s just downright crappy that her rates will go up, when this idiot, who’s probably too short to see over the dashboard, is at fault.
But I don’t know how it works, so…*shrugs*
- Although, that’s probably going to change very soon, since it’ll be like 5 dollars for public transportation. Thanks, MTA, for screwing over the straphangers ↩