Today was errand day. I needed to run to the post office and Sam's Club, so this afternoon the kids and I hopped into the mighty minivan and headed out. First stop, the post office. Amazingly, there wasn't a line (no small feat in the city) and we scurried through and back out to the van in no time. We get buckled-up, AC blasting away (it was almost 80 here today), and the cautious, exceptionally aware driver that I am, looked carefully to each side and behind me and started to back out of my parking space. I was backing slowly because I was in the space nearest to the entrance to the parking lot from the street, when suddenly my rear sonar (gotta love technology) screeched and wham! The van lurched as a result of hitting something immoveable. I was so startled, I am thinking there is no way there was anything back there!!! I whip around to look the other way (I had been looking behind me as I backed up) and my eyes meet another pair of startled eyes in the face of a middle aged woman driving a gold Chevy Yukon. I pull forward to get out of the way, put the van in park, and get out just in time to see the woman peeling out of the parking lot, looking over her shoulder to see what I was going to do. I could not believe it! I have a dent in the back of my van and there is a piece of my van laying on the ground, and the person who hits me is tearing out of the parking lot! I didn't know what to do, I couldn't get a license plate number, there was no way I was chasing her down (although Luke and Ava would have loved that!). So I pick up the piece and make my way to Sam's Club while pondering how people can be so completely shameful! Then I wonder how it could have happened, I was NOT backing up fast at all, my rear sonar did not even beep like it does when you are getting close to something, it just started screeching at me and within a second I was hit. The best I can theorize is that she was parked in a space directly behind me (the spaces were angled on a one way drive), saw that I was backing out, and tried to beat me getting out of the parking space. She had to have been going pretty fast because my van lurched forward. She also must have been feeling a little guilty, hence the peeling out of the parking lot. I was preparing myself for a conversation something like this:
Woman: I am so sorry, I didn't realize you were backing up as well. What do you think, do we need to call the police?
Me: You know, it really isn't that bad, it probably wouldn't even cost as much as our deductible to fix. Let's just forget about it.
I am just astounded by the running. Are any of you?
3 comments:
That takes some nerve! Or no nerve at all, depending on how you look at it. How frustrating!
I would say that surprises me...but after living in a city for a year and a half, unfortunately it doesn't. City drivers! If only people still learned how to drive on the farm :)
You would have handled that a lot calmer than I would have ;) I would have yelled at her as she pulled away too, just so others would have seen her too. But thats just me. Glad everyone was ok!
Melanie
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