ita, speaking as someone who is heading to small claims court to try to get the guy who hit me last spring's insurance to pay me back, please call the cops. I so regret not having an official accident report.
Also, glad you're ok.
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ita, speaking as someone who is heading to small claims court to try to get the guy who hit me last spring's insurance to pay me back, please call the cops. I so regret not having an official accident report.
Also, glad you're ok.
I tried to call the non-emergency number, and they shut down at 4:45. So I hesitantly tried 911, but they said I didn't have to report anything as long as we'd exchanged information. When the adjuster or investigator asks, I will say she did seem altered, although not drunk. Just not all there. Man, the iterations she went through of my name, how long I'd been in LA, what kind of car I was driving, what she'd been doing at the time of the accident, if I'd called AAA, if she'd called 911. Over and over again. For an hour and a half, pretty much. At first I chalked it up to panic, but it kept going way longer than adrenaline could explain.
But I'm home now, and the car is parked outside the apartment. I'll have to cab it to the doctor's tomorrow am and then come back and have the car towed and get a rental delivered.
Fuck, I love my car. I really hope it can be fixed. I don't want a new one. Certainly not any new one I can afford. Anyone want to buy me a three series BMW? That's really about it.
Over and over again. For an hour and a half, pretty much.
That could be a sign of concussion. Or drugs. Or both.
I think she thinks we're best friends now. Her "mate" (I thought she was saying "maid") stood by my car to guide people around it for about an hour while she freaked out. She asked about my life story (and then forgot it, and asked again) and told me hers, and offered to feed me, and finally when I convinced them they could leave me she was all "We'll talk!" Uh, no, woman. Not if I have anything to do with it. But we live a block apart.
Thanks guys. I'm a little flat about the whole thing. I just want to curl up and not wake up until I have a drivable car. My $25 rental is going to tax my patience while I wait on tenterhooks for the news.
Do people shop at Marshall's or TJ Maxx? I tried to shop in a Ross a few years ago, and it freaked me out. There was no organisation. It might as well have been goodwill, just with significantly less chance of finding something cool.
I shop at Marshalls, and Ross, and Nordstrom's Rack. They all require patience and energy. I mostly get tops there, but occasionally I get lucky: I found my fab red trench at the Rack last spring.
Nordstrom's Rack I can do. But the rails of shoes take me aback.
Do people shop at Marshall's or TJ Maxx? I tried to shop in a Ross a few years ago, and it freaked me out. There was no organisation. It might as well have been goodwill, just with significantly less chance of finding something cool.
I love shopping at Marshall's, TJ Maxx, and Ross, but I treat them like thrift stores. Some of my favorite upscale-brand tights (Betsey Johnson and Anna Sui!) come from those stores, and I snagged a fantastic b&w striped blazer by Ralph Lauren a few months ago.
Not for clothes, clothes; it's too frustrating. But housewares, workout gear, socks, bras, and random gadgets? Essential.
They all require patience and energy.
So much so. Also what bon said -- I think I get more house stuff there than clothes. But if you're looking for a single item, like a sweater or a dress, you can get lucky. I've actually scored with shorts and pants there recently. And shoes, sometimes.
We picked up a great Chantal tea kettle there once for $19.95 or something.
Oooh, and house stuff, yes. Storage boxes and bath stuff. I need to go check out the Halloween decor again. I need a set of the antiqued "mercury glass" candle holders to put LED candles in.