Jeep + Bad Driver + My Car = Grrrrr...
I got rear-ended by a Jeep Grand Colossus Cherokee on the way home from work today. Apparently she hit the gas instead of the brake while coasting up behind me at the intersection where I was stopped. And just like that it was vrooom-crunch-OMGsirareyouallright...
I *am* all right, in fact, but the rear end of my car isn't. The rear bumper and the trunk are all bendy-wendy, but fortunately it was still drivable and I was able to make it home with no further mishap. After, of course, a thorough exchange of information and several frantic phone calls on the part of the other driver. You see, she was not driving *her* car, but her roommate's car. Fortunately for her, her roommate has excellent insurance (I hope her friendship is just as comprehensive). I stood there and watched her call it all in and get a claim number. Then I called *my* insurance people and reported everything on my end.
Tomorrow I drop my car off at the body shop and then head over to Enterprise to rent a replacement (all covered, of course). So I'll still be able to make my social commitments (involving the discharge of many high-caliber firearms) for the weekend. And I know exactly whose face I will superimpose on all my clay targets...
UPDATE: Everything appeared to go fairly smoothly this morning. I have a snazzy rental car (better and newer than the one being fixed!), and everything else repair-wise is on track, thanks to the nice people at Liberty Mutual (i.e. the other driver's insurance). Didn't even have to go to Enterprise, as the dealer had a rental all ready to go. So I'm less annoyed now than I was last night. :)
I *am* all right, in fact, but the rear end of my car isn't. The rear bumper and the trunk are all bendy-wendy, but fortunately it was still drivable and I was able to make it home with no further mishap. After, of course, a thorough exchange of information and several frantic phone calls on the part of the other driver. You see, she was not driving *her* car, but her roommate's car. Fortunately for her, her roommate has excellent insurance (I hope her friendship is just as comprehensive). I stood there and watched her call it all in and get a claim number. Then I called *my* insurance people and reported everything on my end.
Tomorrow I drop my car off at the body shop and then head over to Enterprise to rent a replacement (all covered, of course). So I'll still be able to make my social commitments (involving the discharge of many high-caliber firearms) for the weekend. And I know exactly whose face I will superimpose on all my clay targets...
UPDATE: Everything appeared to go fairly smoothly this morning. I have a snazzy rental car (better and newer than the one being fixed!), and everything else repair-wise is on track, thanks to the nice people at Liberty Mutual (i.e. the other driver's insurance). Didn't even have to go to Enterprise, as the dealer had a rental all ready to go. So I'm less annoyed now than I was last night. :)