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Thread #83417 Message #1533791
Posted By: Donuel
02-Aug-05 - 08:48 PM
Thread Name: BS: fender bender or (I should live so long)
Subject: RE: BS: fender bender or (I should live so long)
His name is probably the strangest I have seen: Maudi Tjoie Hendricus Ranti 5-8-1901
He could not recall his phone number the same way on 6 attempts but here is the similarity... 948 9666 549 9666 498 9666
My letter to the medical advisory board will be signed and sent. I was told that it will be followed up in less than 10 days after they receive it. One letter however is not a deciding factor, it takes relatives to intervene. If they do not or can not then there is a retesting procedure that might be done. Anyway one complaint is not a slam dunk.
The anecdote to the accident that was most upseting involved a woman, who was next to the young lady's car that I hit. She anxiously volunteered to be a witness to the whole thing. It was a mitvah for her to speak with the young lady whose bumper I hit and for her to call the police on her cell phone.
However when she started calling a lawyer she knew from Temple and kept asking if she could please call an ambulence just in case someone was injured in this 2 mph bump, and scrutinizing all my personal information that I handed to the young lady.
This lady was totally shocked when I said I also had the elderly gentleman's information as a witness. You see she had no idea that he was even involved. All she saw was the front of my car stop beside her passenger door. I had gone from the green arrow turning lane and stopped all the way over to the right hand lane in less than 4 car lengths.
The young lady had called her dad to bring some insurence cards and arrived pleasantly and courteously.
I asked the annoying lady what her involvement was any longer in this matter and she said "I saw you flying mister. Why on earth where you speeding when we are all stopped at a red light!? You would have hit me if you hadn't hit her. I've seen enough speeders cause accidents to nail you good. Why where you speeding when everyone is stopped at the light!"
I simply said I was going 30 mph and left it at that since she had obviously seen nothing and had more adrenaline than the rest of us put together. Her 2 kids suddenly chimed in chanting 'You Where Flying You Where Flying...'
The father of young woman got an earful from the witchy lady before she left. I owed no explaination of the circumstances to the kvetch but I did to the father. We waited some more but drove away with polite wave good byes.