The Unexpected Adventure
I will be driving a Mazda CX-7 for the weekend. The reason is a . It begins with me driving down to San Diego Thursday night after my 7:30pm final. I was le tired, but I had plans to go with DeJon and Carolyn to LA on Friday, and we figured the best way was for us all to be in the same place Thursday night and leave bright and early Friday morning. I didn't get to bed until nearly 2, managed to drag myself out of bed by 6:30. After a series of mini-crises (I thought I had left credit card and driver's license in SB, for example) we finally set out, only to realize getting the car fueled would be a good thing. We pull up to a nearby Valero station.
Now, it is very crowded. At the two pumps I can use, one pump has 2 cars and the other has one. The one car, unfortunately, was being lovingly handwashed but a pair of old men, and we eventually realized it would be faster to get in the line for the other. Which is lame. The first car at that pump left, and we pulled in behind the next one. As we did this, I noticed a man in car on the other side, who pokes his head out to shake at us to try and tell us not to try and be next. I laugh. The car at the pump will be going towards him, there's no way he'll beat me to it, I think.
As predicted, that car pulls away, I pull in; but the other guy continues to approach. I smirk at him, and put my car into park and prepare to turn off the car and get gas. Here's where it gets funny:
This jackass put his front bumper against my front bumper AND USED HIS CAR TO SHOVE MINE BACK AT LEAST FIVE FEET. I stepped on the brake as hard as I could, but I couldn't keep from going backward. I couldn't really believe it was happening. He backed off a little then, and I jumped out of the car to start screaming at him. I may have invented some new phrases, but I don't remember them anymore. Carolyn jumped out behind me with DeJon's sketch book and starts taking down his license plate number and the number on his SDSU parking permit. I can see the guy saying something, so I point to my ear and shout "Can't hear you, asshole!!" or something witty like that.
Would you believe he said something along the lines of "When someone else is waiting, you should show common courtesy"? Needless to say, I lost it at that point. I screamed something about having waited longer, but really the point is, SOMEONE WHO JUST USED HIS CAR AS A BATTERING RAM DOES NOT GET TO TALK ABOUT COMMON COURTESY. Carolyn tried to demand his insurance information, but he drove off. I turn around to find DeJon already on the phone with the police, who are now pursuing the guy. My car is in the shop to make sure the alignment/tires/brakes weren't damaged in the incident. AAA has been amazingly nice to me and has handled everything, including the rental car I'm driving, I didn't have to lift a finger.
We didn't get to go to LA afterall, and I think Carolyn's still a little mad about that. I want to be around when the dickweed gets reamed by the cops, but the chances of that happening are slim, I supposed. I don't have time to mess with him in court. Everyone's fine, by the way, which is almost a pity because if we had minor injuries we could have had him for assault with a deadly weapon, and then his asshole would be in RUINS.
It's a little funny how one jackass led to a day of everyone being super nice to me and a nice, shiny car as a weekend treat.
Now, it is very crowded. At the two pumps I can use, one pump has 2 cars and the other has one. The one car, unfortunately, was being lovingly handwashed but a pair of old men, and we eventually realized it would be faster to get in the line for the other. Which is lame. The first car at that pump left, and we pulled in behind the next one. As we did this, I noticed a man in car on the other side, who pokes his head out to shake at us to try and tell us not to try and be next. I laugh. The car at the pump will be going towards him, there's no way he'll beat me to it, I think.
As predicted, that car pulls away, I pull in; but the other guy continues to approach. I smirk at him, and put my car into park and prepare to turn off the car and get gas. Here's where it gets funny:
This jackass put his front bumper against my front bumper AND USED HIS CAR TO SHOVE MINE BACK AT LEAST FIVE FEET. I stepped on the brake as hard as I could, but I couldn't keep from going backward. I couldn't really believe it was happening. He backed off a little then, and I jumped out of the car to start screaming at him. I may have invented some new phrases, but I don't remember them anymore. Carolyn jumped out behind me with DeJon's sketch book and starts taking down his license plate number and the number on his SDSU parking permit. I can see the guy saying something, so I point to my ear and shout "Can't hear you, asshole!!" or something witty like that.
Would you believe he said something along the lines of "When someone else is waiting, you should show common courtesy"? Needless to say, I lost it at that point. I screamed something about having waited longer, but really the point is, SOMEONE WHO JUST USED HIS CAR AS A BATTERING RAM DOES NOT GET TO TALK ABOUT COMMON COURTESY. Carolyn tried to demand his insurance information, but he drove off. I turn around to find DeJon already on the phone with the police, who are now pursuing the guy. My car is in the shop to make sure the alignment/tires/brakes weren't damaged in the incident. AAA has been amazingly nice to me and has handled everything, including the rental car I'm driving, I didn't have to lift a finger.
We didn't get to go to LA afterall, and I think Carolyn's still a little mad about that. I want to be around when the dickweed gets reamed by the cops, but the chances of that happening are slim, I supposed. I don't have time to mess with him in court. Everyone's fine, by the way, which is almost a pity because if we had minor injuries we could have had him for assault with a deadly weapon, and then his asshole would be in RUINS.
It's a little funny how one jackass led to a day of everyone being super nice to me and a nice, shiny car as a weekend treat.