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May. 4th, 2008 08:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I was driving to my sister's today for my niece's birthday. I'd just gotten onto 42, in an area that has lots of shopping centers and fast food restaurants around, and the road was crowded.
As I was driving, a sudden, very hostile sounding shout from a car next to me made me jump. It sounded like he was shouting the 'c-word'. It happened just as I was driving by, and a person can't help but think, 'wait? Are they yelling at me? What did I do?' but then logic kicks in, and I figured they were either yelling at each other, or singing along to a rap song. There was no way I could even confirm they yelled what I thought they yelled, so I figured I'd let it go. I did look to my left to see if I could see who it was, I vaguely thought it was these guys in this brown car, so I figured when they passed me, I'd see if they were giving me the finger or singing along to a rap song or what. However, they were behind me, and they didn't look threatening, near as I could figure, so I decide that they weren't yelling what I thought they were yelling.
So, I'm stopped at a light, I'm singing along to XTC on my iPod, Charlie is next to me playing his DS. All is well.
The light changes, I start to go, and my car is rammed from behind.
Seriously. That's what it felt like. I hadn't stopped, and I was accelerating, so it wasn't like the people behind me misjudged the distance or anything. I look behind me, and it's still those guys.
I know it could have been residual feelings from the shouting incident. Or it could have been because I'd just re-read a Janet Evanovich Stephanie Plum book, but I pull into a Dunkin Donuts* witht he idea that I could get the plate number off the car as it wizzes by me, but they pull in next to me
The boys in the car looked to bein their early 20s, South Philly/South Jersey Italians, one of them who I swear to God looked like he was sporting a false mustache, apologise profusely, and ask if I am okay. I say to them, "What, did you think I was someone else?" They say it was an accident.
I get out, check the car (which is thankfully still my crappy car, and not a new one, small favors and all that). There is no damage.
I'm still shaking from the adrenaline at this point, but they honestly seem like stupid but harmless guys, and even if they did ram me deliberately, clearly I wasn't meant to be their target, and I'm hoping they felt like complete morons, acting on an impulse and it was the wrong person.
I just wanted to go have birthday cake and spend time with my niece. And the pony! They had a pony! (But that's a story for another entry) So I left.
Should I have done something else, do you think? I was really rather shaken and confused. The yelling and then the ramming in close proximity really freaked me out, but then it seemed like nothing, and, well, it was weird.
*The last time I was rear-ended was also near a Dunkin Donuts. Think it's a conspiracy?
As I was driving, a sudden, very hostile sounding shout from a car next to me made me jump. It sounded like he was shouting the 'c-word'. It happened just as I was driving by, and a person can't help but think, 'wait? Are they yelling at me? What did I do?' but then logic kicks in, and I figured they were either yelling at each other, or singing along to a rap song. There was no way I could even confirm they yelled what I thought they yelled, so I figured I'd let it go. I did look to my left to see if I could see who it was, I vaguely thought it was these guys in this brown car, so I figured when they passed me, I'd see if they were giving me the finger or singing along to a rap song or what. However, they were behind me, and they didn't look threatening, near as I could figure, so I decide that they weren't yelling what I thought they were yelling.
So, I'm stopped at a light, I'm singing along to XTC on my iPod, Charlie is next to me playing his DS. All is well.
The light changes, I start to go, and my car is rammed from behind.
Seriously. That's what it felt like. I hadn't stopped, and I was accelerating, so it wasn't like the people behind me misjudged the distance or anything. I look behind me, and it's still those guys.
I know it could have been residual feelings from the shouting incident. Or it could have been because I'd just re-read a Janet Evanovich Stephanie Plum book, but I pull into a Dunkin Donuts* witht he idea that I could get the plate number off the car as it wizzes by me, but they pull in next to me
The boys in the car looked to bein their early 20s, South Philly/South Jersey Italians, one of them who I swear to God looked like he was sporting a false mustache, apologise profusely, and ask if I am okay. I say to them, "What, did you think I was someone else?" They say it was an accident.
I get out, check the car (which is thankfully still my crappy car, and not a new one, small favors and all that). There is no damage.
I'm still shaking from the adrenaline at this point, but they honestly seem like stupid but harmless guys, and even if they did ram me deliberately, clearly I wasn't meant to be their target, and I'm hoping they felt like complete morons, acting on an impulse and it was the wrong person.
I just wanted to go have birthday cake and spend time with my niece. And the pony! They had a pony! (But that's a story for another entry) So I left.
Should I have done something else, do you think? I was really rather shaken and confused. The yelling and then the ramming in close proximity really freaked me out, but then it seemed like nothing, and, well, it was weird.
*The last time I was rear-ended was also near a Dunkin Donuts. Think it's a conspiracy?
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on 2008-05-05 01:19 am (UTC)What if you or Charlie were hurt and didn't know 'til later? What if the car was damaged and you couldn't tell til next time.
I'm not trying to make you feel bad...just...if there's ever a next time.
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on 2008-05-05 02:15 am (UTC)Just sayin'... better safe than sorry.
Glad you're both okay!
If it was Florida
on 2008-05-05 02:33 am (UTC)1 guy distracts you while the other takes stuff
hopefully nothing is missing and the insurance company takes care of everything
glad noone was hurt
have a better week
take care
Ossie
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on 2008-05-06 11:21 pm (UTC)That's a great site you linked me to, by the way. I especially like the look on the girl on this cover (http://www.strangesisters.com/a-z/images/theme_one.php?start=10&data=chump.list&photo=xkidsister.jpg). :-) And it's funny that they picked the one lesbian scenario that wouldn't be "hot" to the average male ...
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on 2008-05-06 11:25 pm (UTC)By the way, may I friend you? Because a.), lesbian pulp book cover discussions are fun, and b.) I just hopped over to your journal and skimmed it briefly and really enjoyed it, especially the post about neurodiversity. (I have nonverbal learning disability and a type of sensory integration dysfunction -- some docs would say I'm on the autistic spectrum, some would say not. Just to get THAT out of the way.) I want to give the latter post a thorough read when I'm at home rather than at work, but yeah -- mind if I friend?
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