Speaking of stupid BigSal smooshing my little car…. we are still going through the paperwork to get the insurance nonsense authorized and I’ve just heard from BigSal that the insurance claim is going to be a little more complicated …

Salaberge says:  I have to call Matt
Salaberge says:  I’ve had a complication
Salaberge says:  someone went up the back of me yesterday
Salaberge says:     🙁
Salaberge says:  not bad, just a small scratch/indentation on the bumper, but it’s put the alignment of the bumper and sidepanel out more
Salaberge just sent you a nudge.
borysSNORC ™ says:  oh no
borysSNORC ™ says:  is everyone okay? how bad is it?
Salaberge says: not too bad
borysSNORC ™ says:   lol… sorry!
borysSNORC ™ says:  i shouldnt be laughing but you know – karma’s a bitch!
Salaberge says:     🙁

Apparently she stalled her car when driving off from a set of traffic lights and the person behind her didn’t notice and drove into her.  She truly is THE worst driver I know.  Even when she get’s hit from behind it’s still her fault!
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Since BigSal sideswiped my little car I’ve been trying to gently prod her to get the insurance claim underway.  I can’t book my car in for the repair until she has the authorization from her insurer.  I could have put a claim in with my insurer but then they’d just be claiming it back from hers anyway so I thought it would be simpler if we cut out the middle guy so to speak.

But it seems I was wrong.  I’ve cut out the wrong middle guy.  Instead of cutting out my insurer from the loop I should have been trying to cut BigSal out of the loop.  I’m pretty sure that if she hasn’t done anything about it when I call to ‘remind’ her next I’m going to have a few (more) choice words for her.

I have barely had this car six months.  Yes I’m quite proud to say I still have my license and Mr K’s prophecy that the car would end up stuck in the garage as I would have lost my license speeding has not come to pass.  But in that short duration, I’ve had a windscreen crack that I had repaired only to go 20mins down the road and end up with another rock hit the windscreen which cracked it so bad as to necessitate replacement.  I’ve had a strange ticking noise when steering at full lock which the maintenance guys said may have been caused by dirt on something (memory failing on that one) but which is still happening intermittently and now I’ve got the lovely damage from my delightfully un-co sister which has certainly taken the tarnish off that ‘new car’ thing.

So what’s next?
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This morning, I was sitting in my living room on my PC, checking the email and minding my own business when I heard somone drive down our driveway.  ‘Ah, that will be BigSal we’re going shopping to find BluddyMary the perfect birthday present this morning’… was what went through my mind.  Until I heard someone hard on their car horn (that was Mr K) and then I heard some thing make a sickening crunch noise.

Which of course caused me to run out into the front yard with ‘What the fuck’ going through my mind.  Whereupon I was greeted by the ridiculous sight of my fucking eejit of a sister, BigSal, having just reversed her brand new car into our brand new car. 

She didn’t check her mirrors she said. 
She didn’t see Mr K drive down behind her she said. 
She reversed straight into our car without looking she said….

GRRRR!!!!  FUCK.  FUCK.  FUCKITY.  FUCK. 
IT’S FUCKING FIRE ENGINE RED!!!
HOW THE FUCK DID SHE ‘JUST NOT SEE IT’?

"I’m so sorry Borys, I just didn’t see Mr K pull in".    Hmmm.  Nope.  Definintely one of those times where "I’m so sorry" just don’t cut it.   What sort of stupid chicken fuckin’ moron reverses their car anywhere (let alone in someone’s front yard which is often frequented by small children and small dogs) without checking what is behind them first.

Naturally I handled the situation with dignity and aplomb….  read – let loose with a string of accusatory expletives that would have made sailor blush.   So yeah…. I think this confirms it – she is officially THE worst driver I have ever met in my entire life.
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Ooer.

I nearly found myself in the middle of a road rage incident this afternoon.  I was driving back home from my Mum’s house and happened to be following this woman in a gold Camry.  We turned through three different intersections and she never indicated (ie ‘signalled’ for Yanks) her intentions at any of them.  So naturally, when the first opportunity arose, I went around her so as not to be following her non-signalling arse.  I admit I might have stuck the boot in pretty hard in order to do so and may or may not have exceeded the posted speed limit (looks skywards whistling innocently).

The fun bit though was when she caught up with me and we pulled up at the next set of lights (where it should be noted she was positioned to turn right and I was going straight ahead) and she rolled down her passenger window and said:

You idiot!  You went round me driving like maniac!  You could cause an accident doing shit like that!

To which I responded:

Really?  Well I only did it because I choose NOT to follow drivers who fail to indicate their intentions at no less than three separate intersections.

At which point she scowled and pushed the little button to wind her window up and turned her right indicator on.  Well, she started off strong and I thought I might have had my head bitten off by a middle aged lady with a butt ugly car, but she folded.  I am wondering if there is a moral to this little story?

"Follow the road rules and all will be well."  Nah … boring.

"Don’t overtake your fellow motorists at 30kpm over the speed limit"  Nope…. no fun.

Oh I know, how about….

"Don’t pick a fight on the road unless you’re sure you’re in the right."
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