I’m glad you guys liked the photos from the last entry. 
The one of Dan completely sloshed is from when he turned 21… over five years ago!
Yesterday I feel like I ran from one end of the county to the other. I crashed hard last night at 9pm, woke up for dinner with Dan, my mom and brothers around 11pm (late, I know; I had fed Alyssa and Ryan and put them to bed by 9pm), and then went back to bed. I slept until 11 today and I feel goooooooooood.
So yesterday at the grocery store I parked my car in one of the front spots that had a curb on the right side. I take advantage of spots like this and pull my car closer to that side, so the chances of a shopping cart or car doors banging into the other side of my car is unlikely. Also, I have a Kia Spectra, which is a rather small car: five and a half feet wide. So the chances of other car doors hitting it even if it’s parked normally (perfectly centered in a parking spot) are minimal.
Anyway, car is carefully parked. I don’t pay much attention to the car on my left as I’m getting Ryan out (he sits behind me; Alyssa is on the rear passenger side), since I’m so far over, and I don’t open the door all the way.
So you can imagine my surprise when I came out of the grocery store, had Alyssa and Ryan strapped into their seats and was working at shoving a cart load of groceries into the hatchback of the Kia when this woman comes stomping over and snarls out an, “Excuse me?”
Basically, she accuses me of hitting her car. Her car being a piece of shit older mini-van that had a black scuff along the passenger side sliding door. Only, there are two problems with this:
- The scuff was higher up than the edge of my car door, and much wider than the part of the door that had the potential to hit her car
- Without opening the door I knew that my car was too far away to have hit her door
She was really nasty in her approach to me, huffing and INSISTING that yes, I did hit her car, and just what was I going to do about it? I informed her that I was very careful with car doors and I KNOW I didn’t hit her door. She squawked some more, ignoring me when I showed her the completely unmarked car door on my car (if my door HAD hit her minivan, there would have been marks on my door where the paint transferred!). So to prove my point I went around to Ryan’s door (the door she insisted was the one that hit her minivan) and opened it the whole way. There was AT LEAST a six inch gap between the edge of the car door and the side of her minivan. The bitch was owned. And speechless. I made a flippant remark about it being impossible for the damage to have come from my car, unless my car suddenly jumped over a foot and then back again, finished off with a smug, “I told you so” type look, and then turned my back on her.
I wouldn’t have been so rude to her if she hadn’t been so rude to me. It would have been one thing to have POLITELY approached me and voiced her suspicions about me possibly hitting the side of her minivan. It’s quite another to get in my fact and insist with a shitty tone of voice that I did the damage and I had better do something about it.
Looking back on it, she also should have realized that the damage didn’t come from my car. In addition to the mark being up a bit high and her minivan being too far away, the mark was a SCUFF. The kind of mark that comes from something being dragged along it. If my car door had done the damage, there would have been some kind of dent or indentation in her minivan’s door, not a drag mark that looked like it came from the side of a shopping cart with rubber guards, or even a tire.
God, people are so idiotic sometimes!
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, on August 8 2008 at 10:38pm:
I had a similar experience a few years ago, this guy was screaming that I hit his truck with my car door. I looked at him and said “fine, then you go and you call the police right now and we’ll see what’s what.” The police got there and flat out told the guy there was absolutely no evidence that my door had ever touched his. There was, however evidence that a yellow vehicle (mine was gray) had dinged his door. Other people were there watching and told the police what kind of a scene the guy had made and he ended up getting ticketed for creating a public disturbance! Some people just want you to have to pay for repairs to their vehicles so they don’t have to!
, on August 8 2008 at 11:13pm:
Wow, sounds like someone just wanted to get their car fixed for free. But good for you for standing up to her. 
, on August 8 2008 at 11:21pm:
Reminds me of the time when we were getting the kids, and I was loading chelsea into the car, and the van next to me had the automatic opening doors, and the owner opened the door before she was even to her vehicle. So she opens it not realizing we har our door open and her door scraped against ours. She flipped out because she thought it was our fault.
, on August 8 2008 at 6:35am:
Win! Lol I can imagine her reaction when you swing the door open and the door not even reaching her minivan. Some people are quick to blame without even thinking through whether what they are blaming is plausible. Sigh, what can you do?
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As the domain name suggests, my name is Jenn, and I own this blog. I'm 26 years old and married to my one true ♥, Daniel. And while I have two kids (Alyssa is five, and Ryan is three), you won't find "mommy" in my username or email address, nor does my blog revolve around them. I'm a mother, but most importantly I am me, with a passion for love, blogging, reading, and photography. I'm also a busy freelance writer, web designer & SEO goddess, and a blogger relations person for an adult toy company.
Yikes. Some people are goofs. I’m glad you put her in her place by simply showing how your door opens and remains free and clear of hers. She must have felt like an ass afterwards.