Nashville Drivers. That should be all that I need to say in this post. But I will elaborate. I’m sitting here with a stiffened up back/neck after what was supposed to be a low key day of returning emails/phone calls and getting keys made for my new place as well as unpacking a bit. I was on 21st Ave just past Harris Teeter when a giant Ford pick-up decided to attack the Black Pearl. There is not a left hand turn lane on 21st so instead of waiting the lady attempted to dart in front of me into a parking lot. As I realized she wasn’t going to make it, and neither was I, I locked up my brakes and slid the car sideways trying give her enough time to get past as I slid. If I would have taken her head on it would have been a nasty t-bone and I’d most definitely be a bloody broken mess. Just a few feet more and my maneuver would have worked perfectly. Alas, it did not. The ladies front seat riding dog received a lesson in gravity and probably a few bruises. I pulled the Pearl into the next parking lot and walked over to see if she was okay. She was getting out of her car madder than a wet hornet (they get pretty mad). As if I disrupted her day. She said, “Here let’s exchange info, no need to call the cops.” I replied, “uh no, I’m calling the cops.” She was irate that she was late for a doctors appointment and said she was leaving. I told her she could go to her appointment but I was still phoning the police. It appears what happened was she missed her turn into the Dr.’s office two doors down and was in a hurry to pull into a parking lot and turn around.

 I then walked around to the office she was headed to and waited to get her information. We got into a discussion about how it was her fault and she insisted that it wasn’t telling me I was wrong. I said, “Ma’am no matter how you look at it you turned left into on coming traffic it’s YOUR fault.” She got extremely pissy and told me that if that’s how I wanted to play it she’s got lawyers and she’ll call them right now. I just shook my head and walked away to phone the police. She went into her doctors appointment leaving her truck running with the dog inside. I walked back to my car after speaking with the police and gathered my information to give them. 20 minutes later she came out of the office and was on the phone with her insurance company. Apparently they had informed her that in such an accident it WAS her fault. So she was a little bit nicer to me. We exchanged information I received a claim number. She said the funniest collaboration of things. Basically including: I live in Brentwood… just because I drive a truck doesn’t mean I’m low class… it’s my husbands… something about making 500,000 dollars was thrown in there… and a bunch of other nonsensical explanations that didn’t really add up to anything. I just replied with, “I understand your frustrations but I can’t give you grace and just walk away, I need to look out for my best interest and that is my health and my vehicle repair.” She then said again that I didn’t need to call the cops… and so on. She explained why she couldn’t have the cops show up, which is really too much information that isn’t necessary for this blog post. But I wouldn’t want them called either if that was me (which it wouldn’t be). 

Lengthy story shortened: A female police officer showed up, the ‘hitter’ was able to speak with her first because I was asked to pull my vehicle around. So I’m certain she fed her a bunch of bull. I just kept my mouth shut until I was asked to state my side of the story. I just stated the facts and left it at that. After the officer gave me the police report she told me I was free to go. The ‘hitter’ shook my hand and sarcastically said, “I hope you have a better day, Sorry.” And as I was walking away I looked back and saw the lady pointing at me and making exaggerations with her hands, who knows what all she was saying, but the officer was looking at me and nodding to the lady as I was driving off. 

I’ve already spoken with her insurance company and hopefully will get the Black Pearl in for repairs before the weekend. She is not looking too pretty. And could definitely use an eye patch over her right eye. As for my health… hopefully the aches and pains will suppress soon. I know that I will receive a phone call or an email as soon as my doctor pal reads this telling me to go seek care. Advice I should probably take. 

Thank you for all of the kind messages. Your prayers are greatly appreciated.