Wednesday, January 2, 2013
It's just my luck--I will never get rear-ended by David Beckham. Sigh.
We celebrated Christmas with G'ma Phyl this weekend by going out for a lovely dinner, then going to her house to open presents. Of course, things never go as easily as that.....it's the Duck and Wheel, remember?
G'ma Phyl is all hip on the cool restaurants now that she's retired. She travels with this Senior group or that one, checking out new restaurants and then reports back to us. G'ma picked out a really nice steakhouse for us to go to for our dinner--problem is, she rides a bus to these excursions and she doesn't know the precise details on getting there, so our finding this particular steakhouse involved a few wrong turns and one legal U-turn.
We finally found our way and enjoyed a nice dinner--a delicious dinner, actually. We all ate ourselves silly and then everyone piled into the car all happy-like and excited to go home and open presents. That's when Joe found the note....
Stuck on the driver's window of the van, there was a policeman's business card with the words "Please call" handwritten on the front. Bummer.
As Joe dialed the number, our minds were racing with what on earth he wanted. We didn't park near anyone initially, so I knew Joe couldn't be accused of hitting anyone. We both got out to look at our car and didn't see any damage, but it was dark, so we sorta ruled that one out. Then G'ma Phyl reminds Joe of that U-turn he made...she was sure he was going to jail.
After a trip to the local police department, we learned that we had indeed been hit--rear-ended by some dude who got out to look at the damage....and then proceeded to park further away so he could still enjoy his steak dinner without having to report that he just creamed my car.
My faith in humanity was restored as a mortified witness saw the entire thing and took the time out, either before or after his dinner, to call the police and file a report for us. The cop said the witness was fuming--he just couldn't believe that someone would do such a thing. Me--I'm still grateful for this witness--that he would do such a thing. If it wasn't for him, I'd be stuck with the bill for a new fender--after just replacing this one only a few years ago. (Yes, I will be sending him a thank-you note and a gift card.)
So, yeah, I was rear-ended TWICE in 2012--neither time by David Beckham, sadly. And while I'm eternally grateful to this witness who helped us, I'm still cracking up at the fact that G'ma Phyl was totally selling Joe down the river for that legal U-turn. For some reason, she doesn't find that fact nearly as hilarious as I do.