As Mamamontezz and I were trying to take our beauty sleep last night, we were disturbed by a horrendous crash out side our bedroom wall, followed by the sound of tires screeching in the night. I jumped up and looked out the window and didn't see anything but my car....but my car wasn't in the same position that I had parked it in....

I hurriedly got dressed and went out to see what was what. Our "driveway" is a wide strip of blacktop parallel to the street and our house. When we had gone to bed, we had had three of our vehicles parked there in a nice neat row. Now those three vehicles were pushed together in a very discouraging mass.

Some (probably drunk) jackass had struck the first car on the left rear, taking out the quarter panel and puling the rear end out about a foot; pushing it into the center of the second car (MY BAAAABY WAHHH!!) and crushing in the entire left side and springing the trunk, then pushing it into the left rear quarter panel of the third car, smashing it into the wheel well so hard that it sprang both the trunk and the hood. It's obvious that the frames of all three cars are sprung, and at the age of these cars, I am fairly sure that the insurance company will total all three of them. (And depending on if they use Blue Book value or replacement value, I may not get enough of a settlement from all three to buy one decent replacement.) The piece of scum that did this damage then just tore off into the night...I'm certain he had heavy damage to the front of his Oldsmobile, as he left his grill lying under my poor Chrysler, but it wasn't heavy enough to prevent him from leaving the scene like a bat out of hell. Must be the "luck of the drunk".

The police came to make a report, but without a witness and description of the vehicle, there isn't much more they could do than just take a report. The officer was called off taking the report twice on a run of "shots fired" in the near area...I wonder just how thorough a job that report will be, having been taken in between two other, more perilouse incidents. And no, I not faulting the officer one little bit. I've been in that position during my tenure as a LEO, and I know how things are prioritized, and that with the (lack of) information availible, my situation, understandably, went to the bottom of the list.

My insurance provider was supposed to have an adjuster out to look at the carnage between 8 Am and 2 Pm today...it's now 4:30 Pm, and I haven't heard from him yet....oh, well, I can't go anywhere anyway, since ALL of my vehicles are trashed. So I'm stuck in the citidal, with no liquid refreshment, and a rapidly declining number of cigarettes, and no means of replenishing them.

Think I'm, in a bad mood? You would be correct. This may be the straw the broke the camels back. I feel truly sorry for anyone that ticks me off in the slightest way in the next couple of days, I'm not sure that I am in an entirely sane state of mind, and I may just demonstrate the phrase "going Postal" on their person. Trolls BEWARE!

Mamamontezz did have one observation that eases the pain a little bit; had those cars not been parked there, that asshole may very well have driven his car into our bedroom. So it could have been worse. At least Mama and I are unscathed physically, if not mentally. Trust her to find the silver lining...now do you wonder why I married her?

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