Thursday, October 20, 2011

Nosy Interfering People Can Make Life Complicated

Yesterday my family had a lovely lunch at Taqueria Del Sol in Athens. They have the BEST fish tacos, FYI. So, we've enjoyed our lunch, and we all hop in the minivan (high profile, we are), and… *CRUNCH*! Oops.
Chris backed into a Mercedes in the parking lot. Hey, ya know, it happens. No big deal, right? The person was not in their car, so we call our insurance company and discuss what happened, get a claim number, and leave our info on the other car (which is exactly what the insurance rep told us to do). So, we're cool. We pull off, and 2 minutes later the driver of the other car calls Chris, they discuss it, and all is good. So we put it out of mind, thankful for those full coverage monthly payments we make each month. :) Case closed, or so we thought.
Fifteen minutes later, Chris gets another call. It's a Clarke County police officer. Apparently, there was a "witness" at the "scene of the crime." And also, APPARENTLY, this witness could tell that Chris was drunk. Yeah. ????!!!!!!!!
So, because this witness made such claims we either had to return to the scene or be charged with a hit and run. (Holy WHAT?!)
We were a little upset.
Mad yet sad Chris.
First of all, how can you be charged with a hit and run when we left all the information with the dude, talked with him on the phone and already had an insurance claim opened and in process? We called our insurance agent and she agreed that it was absurd, but we should not rock the boat with the police, since they can be however they want and get away with it. Chris then called the police dept. and made them aware that we would arrive in about 25 minutes, since we were already back in Winder.
Twenty-five minutes later, we arrive at the scene, and guess what... No one's there. Long story short, a few phone calls and a few sets of ten minutes later a different officer arrives, tells us that this whole thing is ridiculous, Chris is obviously not drunk, and that he can't be charged with a hit and run b/c we did everything we were supposed to. At least he apologized for the waste of time and stress it caused us.
Thanks Mr. Witness. And thanks, Clarke County Police Department. Much love to you both.
The moral of the story. Don't be a nice guy and leave your information when you back into a car in a parking lot. (kidding.)

Jittery coffee kisses and broken tail lights,
Flee

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