People! Get in the habit of keeping your windows open! Unless you live on the first floor then no, dont do it. Anyways, I was watching tv and I heard a truck outside. I didnt think much of it so I continued to watch tv. But this was different. I heard a man yelling, “Wait, wait!” I looked outside and I saw an Ashley Furniture truck man navigating the driver where to turn so he doesnt hit my car.
**Flashback** I drove my car earlier today and when I got home something told me to park away from the street, but since I had groceries I didnt want to park too far. Anyways, back to the story. I continued to look outside and the driver was able to continue on driving up the hill to deliver the furniture but something told me to go outside to see if my car was alright.
I quickly ran outside and I saw a “ding” on my car. It wasnt a dent–it was a ding. I looked at the delivery men and they were acting very suspicious. I quickly ran upstairs got my umbrella (yes it was raining hard) my pen, camera, and paper and ran back outside.
While they were delivering the sofa I took a picture of the truck and their license plate in case they were going to leave the scene. One of the delivery men (the driver) came down and I told him that I called the police, I witnessed everything and the police will be here in a minute. He said alright.
The police finally came after like 10 minutes and I told him what exactly happened. Then the police officer wanted to hear what the driver had to say and the driver said he didnt hit the car. Now there’s one thing I dont like and its liars.
I told the officer he was lying and asked him why would I pick on these men for no reason and blah blah blah. The guy kept lying saying, “Oh well there’s no black paint on her car. If I hit it there would be black paint.” The officer said it doesnt mean anything. “If you were driving about 60 mph, then maybe there would be some paint on the car, but you werent driving that fast, so there’s none.”
The more the driver talked the more he kept digging a hole for himself. He kept saying he didnt hit my car, but his partner didnt even defend him. Then the driver would speak Spanish to his partner and the police officer kept asking him to not speak Spanish and let the other guy speak for himself. And not once did the other guy have the driver’s back.
The more I pleaded my case, the more the officer believed me. Then the officer asked for our documents. When I went to the car to get my documents, I walked back and I saw the driver talking to the officer. The driver showed him a ticket he got in a neighboring town for basically committing the same crime. The officer asked him, “Why did you show me this ticket. This makes you look even more guilty.” The driver wanted the officer to cut him some slap but the officer said no. The officer said that if the driver would have worked it out with me in the first place, he wouldnt have to come here.
Anyways, the driver finally admitted fault to the accident and the police officer filed an accident report. Now, I am afraid to call my insurance company because they may raise my rates. I rather not get the car fixed and not drive then to call and pay more for something no fault of my own. I dont know what to do. I will do my research and see what I’m going to do about this later.
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