I got out and looked at the 16ish year old girl and her younger brother that were getting out of the car behind me. She was freaking out holding her phone saying she was going to call her dad and she didn't know what to do because that had never happened to her before. I rolled my eyes, keeping unusual composure and dialed 911. I was annoyed beyond belief. Thank goodness, that all that was damaged on my car was the bumper. But she did a number on her car! She was driving an Acura rsx, so it was really low to the ground. It messed up her entire front end. We were also blocking traffic and the 911 operator kept asking me a million questions. All I wanted was for a police man to come over to us, and for me to call Brian. Which i couldn't because I think it would de rude for me to hang up on a 911 person.
After I called Brian about what happened, he immediately came to meet me. While I was waiting for the police and Brian to get there (which seemed like FOREVER) the girls dad came up and asked me If i had insurance. I said yes and that i called the police and we need to wait until he got there. This man got mad at me!! Can you believe it!? He said he could have handled it and why did I call the police? I said, "well thats all that I know what to do and he's on his way." The guy mumbled something and went back to his daughter. I was thinking to myself. Your dumb daughter just HIT MY car, and you are complaining that I called the police? Idiot!
I later found out that the girls dad also questioned the police why he was giving the girl a ticket for following to closely or something like that. I mean, why should she get a ticket right? She just cause a huge car accident! Some people!
The police and Brian finally came. He told us to drive our cars into a parking lot, to not block traffic. He asked me if I was feeling ok and i told him my neck hurt and my lower head. That was a mistake because he proceeded to call the ambulance! I was like OMG!!!! The emt's came out with their sirens and everything to ask me a few questions. They told me I should go to the hospital to get checked out. I said "K" not only because they told me to, but also because Brian was insisting.
After that Brian drove me to the hospital and they told me I had a neck strain. (or something like that) due to whip lash. After a couple of hours there, we picked up our Taco Bell (by then I was starving) and went home. Uhg!! some night!
The next night was much better!! Brian came home from work and I was all ready to go out. A little sore from the night before, but thats ok. when we got to his car he pulled out his gift to me. He told me to stand there and to not turn around. Out of no were, he came up to me holding up a super cute camel colored leather bag from COACH!! AAAHH! I was so excited and impressed! He hates going in that store because its always so crowded! He did so good! I was not expecting it at all! I gave him some stuff from Banana Republic and he liked it too. We had a fabulous diner and a great anniversary!
wow Tara, so glad you're okay!
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