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Oh Hell... More Car Crap

weather: cloudy
outside: 14°C
mood: peeved
music: Placido Domingo - Aida, L'Aborrita Rivale a Me Sfuggia (Verdi)
Last night, as I was going to pick up </a></b></a> from work, some guy in a black VW Golf backed into me. I should have clued in when his driver's license wasn't purple like mine, he didn't even want any of my info at first, not even my license plate and now that I think about it, he was being a bit evasive about the rest of his info. He kept telling me things like, "they can look it all up, you don't have to write everything down...", etc.

I'm such an idiot. I haven't been in an accident in so long and my heart was bleeding about my car that I panicked and didn't get his license plate. I got his driver's license number and a voice mail number from him (at least it is him; the ICBC Lady tried calling the number as well) and I've left voice mail for him to call me. He didn't call me back last night, so I went ahead and reported the accident. If his car isn't insured in BC (ie. if it isn't a local rental car or if he drove in from somewhere else), this could get really hairy.

I was even supposed to get his address off of his driver's license, his car's year, make, model, colour, number of doors and VIN number, his insurance company and his policy number. GAAAH... >={

At one point, he said to me, "You gotta husband?" in a really strange tone of voice. By that time, </a></b></a> had come down to meet me, so I muttered something like, "Yeah, that's my husband." I have a feeling like I'm supposed to be offended or something, but I just don't have the energy or inclination to interpret the "strange tone". He must have been staring at my fingers the whole time. *pfffft* >={

Ah, whatever. I can't be letting that get to me right now. I'm more peeved that

  1. We've only had the car for a little over a month; it's just broken in, just passed 1000 km not too long ago; it's a 2004 model and we're still in 2003; AND IT'S BEEN FUCKED UP TWICE ALREADY.

  2. I have to take it in for assessment on Monday. One appointment at one end of town for the rear scrape hit & run two weeks ago (parking lot smish; nothing we could do about it). The second appointment at the other end of town for last night's thing.

  3. One of the guys at my client's site is going to be in Vancouver on Monday on some personal business and wants to come in to our office for a visit. It's just a social visit, but he's one of the ones I interact with, so it would be good for me to see him face to face.

  4. Even without the car crap, I was hoping to get more stuff done for work. I really didn't need the distraction and stress of having a client visiting, but I can always make up the time somehow. I'm running behind on the Test Specification and that's blocking the task of writing the automation scripts. The longer we have no automation, the longer we have to do manual Lobotomized Monkey Testing which sucks.

And I've been a rotten friend to </a></b></a>pj, who is also in need of hugs and wanted to talk. I swear, he asks me just as I'm leaving or heading offline. But from his point of view, I must look like a flake.

[Update - Sunday, October 05, 2003 - 0945h]

Yeah, so I've decided to put in a near full-day at work so I might not feel so behind. I have to leave at noon to get to my first assessment appointment. I hope Client Guy comes over in the morning so I get to see him... if not, then I guess they can show him my desk (I have pictures at my desk =P) and that will have to suffice. Oh pooey, that means I'll have to clean up my desk... *YYAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH*... >K{


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Oct. 4th, 2003 04:43 pm (UTC)
There, there.
The business with the car accident... will -probably- work out. *Hedge* Where'd he hit you? Front, back, side? Were you actually in the car, or was it just a ... well, while you were outside/coming back/getting out sort of thing?

(I don't drive, so I can't ask very intelligent questions here. Onto the next part!)

As for the staring-at-fingers... do you WEAR the ring? Maybe he was afraid he'd get beat up. Maybe he was thinking... hey, you're attractive!... but why oh why did you have to be married? .... or maybe you've got this mutated sixth finger that only guys can see...

... or, I'll probably get smacked for this, but... Chinese girls don't tend to have impressive chests. People have feet fetishes... some have finger fetishes!

I'll stop going off on a tangent now. Really.

A. How... do you get a 2004 model when the current year is still 2003? o.O That's like... having tomorrow's paper today? And did the other time happen when you were driving?

Hey! His handle's PJammer, not just PJ!
Oct. 4th, 2003 09:46 pm (UTC)
Re: There, there.
That's just the way North American auto manufacturers market new cars. It also affects the estimated value of your used vehicle on trade-in: normally, a year 2000 vehicle sold now would have 3 years' worth of depreciation on it. However, if the manufacturer introduces next years' model now, your vehicle's value is automatically reduced because next years' model effectively makes your car "4 generations" old.

Of course, this situation doesn't quite make your vehicle four years old because it's really only about three and a half, but that's what the introduction of a new model does to older models. A buyer (dealer or private) will take that into consideration when making an offer for a used car.
Oct. 4th, 2003 09:58 pm (UTC)
Thanks. I know nothing about cars. Pretty interesting.

... and hey! You have no entries in your journal?
Oct. 4th, 2003 10:03 pm (UTC)
Re: Ooohhh...
Yeah, my wife set up the journal for me, but I really haven't had much to say. Maybe one of these days...
Oct. 4th, 2003 10:06 pm (UTC)
Aha! You must be Husband-Guy!
Coooool... finally, a face (and presence) to a previously unknown enigma!

Howdy. Taiwanese, right? Live there much? My parents are Taiwanese, but I know next to nothing about the place... except that it's a good place to eat... and even though I go there close to twice a year...
Oct. 4th, 2003 11:27 pm (UTC)
"1000 km" - teehee! it took me a while to get used to saying "miles" instead of kilometers. now i'm all about the miles.

i didn't know you knew pjammer personally. i stalkered his LJ for a little while. even talked to him via AIM one time.
Oct. 5th, 2003 08:49 am (UTC)
He stalkered me for a while =) He added me, then never talked to me... all of a sudden, in my "Ask Me Anything" poll, he says "what does it take for you to friend me back?" =D
Oct. 5th, 2003 02:41 am (UTC)
We are going through car crap now too - 2 pimps (I'm not even kidding, gold teeth, gold chains, their ho's in the back seat) backed into Alex's car. In a rental. Which their insurance won't cover.
I wish you more luck in getting this taken care of then we're having.
Wouldn't it be nice if all the cars had bumpers or something? (umm...like bumper cars - all the way around. Not like the bumpers they have. I realized how dumb this sounded after I typed it. Perhaps the ROADS could have bumpers - like when you bumper bowl? Which wouldn't help if the cars hit each other.
Nevermind.) :>
Oct. 5th, 2003 08:51 am (UTC)
Jeez. I'm so sorry =(

I want all cars to come with force fields. Everything should be repelled, stupid people coming too close, stupid people opening their doors into the side of your car, other cars, bird shit, bug splatter, everything.
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