Bryan’s Hit and Run Fun

So, I am driving to my band practice. It’s raining, I am in Owings Mills, it’s not rush hour anymore but there is moderate traffic. I am sitting at a red light waiting to turn right. And then my head whips forward and I hear a boom from behind. Fuckin blue Impala. Hit my car, and to make matters worse, took off once I got out. It was super. I was so effin happy. Luckily, my insurance people are nice.

The next day  I went to the police to file a report. I did not go the night before since I was tired and irritated. It was an inconvenience just for me,  not to the person who did everything wrong. So the female officer at the front desk gave me all sorts of attitude. Protect and serve my ass. After she was done being a bitch, I told her the make model and license number, and got to talk to a real cop. He was much better at everything. Within an hour they found the car, and I got in touch with the insurance. It was good. So I got my car appraised and everything is slowly working out.

So if any one of you assholes out there run after hitting a car, go fuck yourself. That’s about it. If this has happened to other people I am sorry. It’s lame. Dealing with the inconvenience is the worst part. I imagine criminal charges may be pressed, and then I will be a plaintiff as opposed to a defendant.  That’ll be neat.

~ by clydeisbryan on May 8, 2009.