Car "Accidents" and Such.

Oh "accidents". They're a part of almost everyone's lives. Learning to live up to the accident makes you better off than when the incident occurred. The opposite leads to worse outcomes.

If you didn't know already, my car got hit in the parking lot last night. I was sleeping inside of it, waiting for my sister to get done with her surgery, and I hear something hit my car. I immediately look up from the drivers seat to see the lady on the passenger's side getting into her car, not even really acknowledging what I had done. I don't even know if she knew I was in the car at the time. Well, I get up and look straight at her and she realizes I saw her so she pauses before she closes her door and mouths, "Sorry," to me then closes her door and starts to back out.

I'm still pretty groggy from just waking up that I try to get out of my car fast and look at the damage. I open my drivers door then walk around the front of my car to look at the passengers side. By this time, she's already backed out and getting ready to go. I see this.

























Crap. I thought to myself. This is my brand new car! She was actually still pullling back and I waved at her to stop. Frustrated, she put her car into park and glared at me as I walked up to her window.
"There's a mark where your truck hit my car."
"No, I just hit your window...no, I mean, your mirror. There's nothing there," she replied.
"Yes, there is paint on the actual door itself from your truck's door." I felt like a parent calmly talking to a toddler, trying to tell them what they did wrong. I was still too groggy to be angry.
"Well, thats nothing. You can just wipe it off with a towel when you get home--"
I cut her off. "No, there is a pretty significant mark--"
She cut me off. "You can just wipe it off when you get home!" and then quickly put her car into drive and drove off.

Not fast enough though because I got her license plate numbers.

So, today I'm going to file a police report. I should have done this yesterday but I really had no idea. When my dad came home, he called the insurance company and they talked him through things to do and where to go to get an estimate to fix the scratch and paint.

I'm still really upset to what happened, but I'm glad that I have so many resources to help me through these times. Twitter actually helped me by telling me when I sent the message saying that she hit me so I can tell the police station about what time it was.

So, thanks everyone for your support, even though I didn't get hurt and my car had barely any damage. I appreciate it.