Seems my sister can’t get a break. Someone ran his car into hers last night.
I don’t know about you, dear reader, but it feels horrible to be in an accident, even if it’s not your fault. I have both been the one who drove into someone else, and the one who was driven into. Neither were good experiences. I was 17 or so when I didn’t leave enough stopping room at the start of a rainfall. Who knew the roads get so slick then?? I felt so horrible, very angry with myself, never wanted to drive again. The person I hit was very nice though, not upset at all. A couple of years ago, I got brutally rear-ended while driving to S’ family for Thanksgiving. I was seething with anger, but didn’t vent it. Yelling at the guy wouldn’t have helped. But I was all riled up to say the least. I guess adrenaline will do that to you, and seeing a Ford Explorer try to mount my little (and one month old)VW Golf certainly gets the adrenaline flowing.
So I feel so sorry for my sister. Accidents suck. The guy who hit her was telling her his father fixes cars – maybe he was trying to get her to not report it. She called me. I told her to report it. From what she described, it sounded like a lot of damage. Thousands of dollars of damage. No matter how cheaply this guy’s father might be willing to work for, I doubt he’d be willing to eat thousands of dollars worth of repairs. And how much effort would he really put into restoring the car? Ya – not likely to be a good job.
She says it was his fault, and she has a witness (a passenger in her car). So hopefully she won’t have to pay the deductible. She has no cash to pay the deductible. She has no job. I don’t even know how she’ll come up with rent for January. And if there is an unpaid deductible, the Public Guardian may take the car away (mom’s car, mom’s asset… lil sis driving it reduces its value, especially when there’s an accident). So either way she may lose the car.
So ya – it looks like she can’t get a break. But we’ve all had shit happen to us. The difference is, she has the same amount of shit, but doesn’t have the same amount of non-shit. That kid needs to start making a change. Maybe all this shit will start her on her way. Or maybe I should just send her some Welfare application forms.
