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September 29, 2004

Days of Blunder

Ever since I got my new car for my 30th birthday on July 24th (I'm finally getting old, damnit!), the two million dollar questions have been "How long till you get pulled over?" and "How long till you wreck it"? As luck would have it, both happened on the same day...today.

Well, I shouldn't get too melodramatic. It's not nearly as bad as it sounds. This afternoon, I was driving down the road that my subdivision branches off of. There was a car in front of me going pretty slow, so I cut into the lane next to him and hit the gas, passing him in quick form. As soon as I turned the corner, I saw flashing lights behind me. A detective was pulling me over. He asked me why I was in such a hurry. I told him I just wanted to get around a slow moving car. As luck would have it, HE was the slow moving car (an unmarked Ford Taurus). Not my finest hour. He spent the next 10 minutes or so berating me and telling me about all of the tickets that he could write me (most of which were total BS, but I sat in silence waiting for him to get done). When he had said his fill, he got back into his car and drove off. No harm, no foul, I suppose.

Later that evening, I drove my car to the gym where my sister-in-law trains. I manage their website and was volunteering to move some equipment around and help install some new carpet. Anyway, about an hour after I arrived, one of the gym employees came up to me and said that somebody had backed into my car in the parking lot. The person who did the hitting had tried to get away but they had shagged her down and brought her back.

Now I got duped back in college when a pretty girl backed into me on the first day of classes one semester then promptly gave me a bogus phone number and disappeared off the planet, so I have to admit that I get a little irritable during car accidents. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. I made sure to get a photocopy of the woman's insurance card and called the police out to document the incident. As a sidebar, my cars happen to be a magnet for other cars. Today's episode marks the 5th time that I have been in an accident while I was not moving.

The damage was not very extensive; Just a pretty good sized scuff on the front bumper. To be honest, if it had been my Mazda Protege or my Ford Windstar, I wouldn't even have pursued the matter. Given how much I spent on the Porsche 911, though, I'm not ready to let bygones be bygones on matters such as this. The lady claims that she wants to take care of the bill herself and not involve her insurance company. I told her that I don't care, but considering that it costs $800 for an oil change, I have no idea what kind of extortionist prices the Porsche body shop charges. I'll find out tomorrow, I guess.

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Comments

Sorry to hear about it, Jon. It sounds like you're having as bad a day as I am. Two of our servers crashed today, and to top it off we lost a huge deal.

Speaking of getting in accidents when you're not driving, I had an incident back in college where the tire place backed my truck into another truck. Only to disclaim that it ever happened soon thereafter. It's amazing how gullible you are when you're in college, eh?

Posted by: Ryan Whitaker | Sep 30, 2004 5:10:37 PM

Sorry to hear you got scuffed. I had a Boxster until recently and it seemed to attract cars in parking lots like flies to honey. I would park in the most deserted spot possible and when I returned there would always be someone in the next slot to me...with the rest of the row completely deserted!

North Orlando Porsche is outrageous, between oil changes and tire balancing ($100 / tire). Have you tried any Skip Barber courses (www.skipbarber.com)? Very addictive!

I am enjoying your blog and wish you were part of the godawful .net conversion I am in as a contractor. They really need help.

Regards,

Dave Browne

Posted by: David Browne | Oct 5, 2004 1:12:23 PM

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