m Celtic Cross Celtic Cross - Average Everyday Sane Psycho Supergoddess

August 29, 2005

Hit & Run Psycho

Our local Salvation Army thrift store is like a 6 day a week garage sale. We like to go there sometimes and see what treasures we can find. One Saturday, several years ago, we did just that. I don't remember exactly when it was, but it was before the D man was born.

After browsing the store and paying for our treasures, we came out to the car to head home. Chris and a friend who was with us were lagging behind. As I walked up to my car, which was diagonally parked, I noticed there was a woman loading her kinds into the back of her car. She had her door open and it was pressed against the side of my car. After she shut the door, I approached mine and sure enough, there was a big, nasty door ding right where her door had been touching. I bent over to inspect it, and then looked at her.

"Is there a problem?" she snarled.

"Well, it looks like you door dinged my car."

She flipped. I mean FLIPPED. I can't even describe it properly, but she turned all red and started bouncing around yelling at me. "Did you see me hit it? Did you SEEEE me?" I said "No, but it sure looks like it." She started jumping up and down and cursing and, at this point, it was apparent that she was nuttier than a fruitcake.

"Never mind, never mind!" I said, and I opened my door and got in my car. Amazingly, she then started punching and kicking the door of my car.

"Oh, no, you didn’t!" I said and I opened the door and got back out to see how much damage she had just added to the nasty ding.

I'll pause for a moment to provide a little more information on the surroundings to help you picture it a bit better. Psycho bitch was quite a bit smaller than me – I probably have a good 6 inches on her. She was with her two small children – I would guess 5 and 3, and her mother, who was driving a very large, piece of shit Chevrolet sedan – I think it was a Caprice.

As I stepped out of my car, most likely with a considerable amount of fire in my eyes, she dove for the door of her car. I'm guessing she thought I was about to kick her ass. She jumped into their car, and yelled "go!" at her mom, who did exactly that – she floored it.

Well, psycho bitch's door was still open, and I was right there between the two cars. Her door connected with the side of my car, and all hell broke loose. The driver's side window exploded in my face, the rear view mirror hit me, and chrome pieces were flying as her door wreaked havoc on the side of my car as she squealed the tires in reverse with me sandwiched between the two cars.

Everything, at this point, is a bit of a blur. As glass exploded, metal shrieked on metal and chrome bent and peeled, I somehow managed to literally dive over the trunk lid of my car and land on the ground behind it. As I came to my feet, I threw the piece of chrome that had been wrapped around my midsection at them and screamed as they burned rubber out of the parking lot. I'll never forget seeing her two grubby-faced children looking at me with huge eyes out of the back window as they sped away.

I fell to the ground, stunned, shocked and hurt. Chris and our friend had come around the corner just as all hell had broken loose, and saw the whole thing. Chris took off after them on foot, chasing them about ½ block before giving up and coming back. There were two other people in the parking lot that saw the whole thing as well.

Someone ran up to the police station, which is only a half block away, and a couple of officers came down to where we were. A couple of the witnesses had noted her license plate number, so they took note of that and made their report. They took pictures of the damage to my car and to me. I had several small cuts starting at about mid-calf all the way up to my hip as I had been wearing a skirt (now torn). They even had me hike up my skirt so they could take a picture of my busted open hip. I had a few small cuts on my abdomen, too, from the chrome. Despite all this, I didn’t appear to be seriously hurt, so they did not call an ambulance. Chris drove me and my poor beat up car home.

A few days later, I got a call from the detective assigned to the case. He said that he talked to them, and that the driver did not know that she had hit me. What?? How could she have not known? That was a huge lie! He informed me that, since our stories didn’t match and he didn’t know whom to believe, there was nothing further he could do. WHAT? What about the witnesses!?

I was flabbergasted. This clown had no intention of pursuing the matter – too much trouble, I suppose, or he didn’t want to deal with the paper work. I don't remember exactly what I said to him, but I do know that it was a rather lengthy discourse on how wrong it was that she would get away with this and what a pathetic waste of my tax money he is. He had nothing to say – he just didn't care.

I was too traumatized by the whole thing to put any energy into pursuing it at that point. Well, that, and I expected that any effort would be futile. I went to the doctor on Monday, and she checked me over. I had 22 cuts and puncture wounds on my leg, and 3 punctures on my abdomen. The bruises, which had a couple of days to set in, were huge – one on my abdomen was 10" wide and they were all very colorful. One cut on my hip should have had stitches, but she said it was too late to stitch it at that point. I still have a weird pucker-like scar there. She measured, counted and documented my injuries, determining that none were too serious and told me I could go. I was in a tremendous amount of pain, and asked what I should do about that hoping that she'd prescribe something that would take it all away. She told me to just take some Advil. *pout*

So, no charges were filed, but the insurance company did go after her for the $1500 in damages to my car. She paid them back in small payments and I even got a check for my deductible when she paid it off. How many times have I kicked myself for not pursuing it? ...for not pressing charges? ...for not suing her? Many. Honestly, suing them would have been futile as it was obvious from their car and home that they had nothing.

What the hell was up with psycho bitch, anyway? Why did she flip out like that? She had to have been on some kind of screwed up drugs like freakin' angel dust or something to act like that, really. I've never seen anything like it. ...and those kids! What kind of example are they setting for those kids? My gawd - juvenile delinquents in training.

I don't know how many times I drove by their house (yes, psycho bitch and her two little piggies lived with her mom) and pondered ideas for revenge. Visions of Molotov cocktails came to mind. How giddy I would be to watch it burn. I even thought about putting them in jail myself – securely gluing their windows and doors shut, painting all the windows black and cutting their phone line. I thought about setting the car on fire, putting sugar, water and various other goodies in the gas tank.

I never did any of it, though. I knew it was not my place and that it would bite me in the ass if I did. I'm sure karma has been taking good care of them. It sure did make for some lovely daydream fodder, though. Someday, perhaps, we shall meet again.


At August 29, 2005 8:15 am, Blogger Jennifer said...

OH. MY. STARS. Celti.. I'm speechless!

No wonder you wanted revenge. Nothing was justified. Thank goodness you were okay, but MAN!!!

At August 29, 2005 9:17 am, Blogger midwest_hick said...

Wow....sounds like ya had a real life 'barney' for an investigative cop there. But I guess the real plus in this is you're still with us to entertain us with the story.

At August 29, 2005 10:04 am, Blogger Pup said...

Bring the pain Celti! The streets will run with the blood of the non-believers!!

At August 29, 2005 10:13 am, Blogger Pat Angello said...

Karma will kick their ass! Besides, how good a life can you have when you are a single mom with 2 kids living with your mother?

At August 29, 2005 10:28 am, Blogger Denny Shane said...

So lucky... so lucky ;)

At August 29, 2005 10:40 am, Blogger Celti said...

Jennifer - Yeah, it was a doozie of a day. I still think about revenge some times...

Mike - He was a worthless idiot. No kidding!

Pup - it needs to be brought-en to those bitches.

Pat - I hope it has been ever since. She was a real loser, lemme tell ya.

Denny - indeed!

At August 29, 2005 12:04 pm, Blogger carl said...

As a former Deputy, I apologize for that cops poor performance. He had more than enough to investigate and you had more than enough to simply press charges for simple assault with a motor vehicle. As a Pastor, I'm happy you didn't retaliate. They will meet with justice in the end.

At August 29, 2005 12:15 pm, Blogger Sloth said...

I imagine her life is such a piece of crap that she's meeting her justice right now.

Just remember: be glad you're you and not her. At least you don't have to live her pathetic life.

But that cop should eat shit.

At August 29, 2005 12:33 pm, Blogger Michael said...

That pisses me off. The trash that did that, the cop who didn't do shit... but don't feel bad about any of it.

Even if that bitch loser doesn't meet any demise, you already tower over her, and not just in phys. stature, in every way.

At August 29, 2005 1:25 pm, Blogger Miss_Vicki said...

You're a better woman than I, I'd most definitely have majorly thought about revenge, at least in a "eye for an eye" way, meaning I'd make sure her car was just as banged up as mine was, and maybe a little more since you were injured too. What a freaking bitch!!! I hate people like that, those poor kids of hers are probably going to grow up just as twisted.

At August 29, 2005 5:34 pm, Blogger Varla said...

Girl, that is HORRIBLE. I can't believe you went through that...yikes.
Glad you're ok now - and man, revenge is tempting, isn't it.
Got your message - I'll try to call later today.

At August 29, 2005 7:58 pm, Blogger Brighton said...

Good G-d Girl! So glad you were not more seriously hurt. What fucked up law enforcement! Your right though, Karma can kick you in the butt. I'm sure they have been taken care of...

At August 29, 2005 8:14 pm, Blogger Seamus said...

Karma's karma and payback is a bitch - for psycho and cop and mom!! Good thing you weren't injured any more than you were! :)

At August 29, 2005 8:14 pm, Blogger Kerri said...

Celti, I'm glad that you are a better example for your son than that gal was to her children.

At August 29, 2005 9:12 pm, Blogger sydwynd said...

That's one fucked up story. I'm sorry, the cops should have done something. Conflicting stories my ass.

Glad you came out ok. And you won't have to wait for karma to get even. She's living with her mother and her two kids. Nuff said.

At August 30, 2005 12:41 am, Blogger Fox said...

what a bunch of useless cops you had there - not just the jerk who couldn't be bothered to pursue the case, but also the ones who didn't make sure you went in for medical assistance after getting cut.
glad you didn't go for the revenge.

At August 30, 2005 8:04 am, Blogger Rainypete said...

Thank god you were only injured superficially (well physically anyhow). That kid of situation could have turned out a lot worse.

I'm just glad that hadn't happened to me, I probably would have chased her in what was left of my car.

It's good to know that the police can be so helpful though isnt it? God forbid you actually needed their help in a situation like that. It's a good thing they are around to give you a healthy speeding ticket and berate you when you forget to signal. Keepin psychos off the street is very overrated, but lack of a signal? We have to control that madness before it spins out of control.

Hopefully the fates align and give her a flat battery when she is alone in the car. It should be rainy and people will just drive by slowly, honking angrily at her for tying up a lane on the road.

Let the road morons feed off one another.

I just think it's sad that cars make people lose their minds, that's all.

At August 30, 2005 8:54 am, Blogger E-Lo said...

Holy CRAP. What a freak. I can't believe that. And helloo... witnesses!!!

Since I've been pregnant I'm extremely defensive when I drive. I can't stand sharing the road with idiots. Gah!

At August 30, 2005 9:02 am, Blogger Celti said...

Infocow - thanks. I know he had enough, but you can lead a horse to water...
I should have pressed charges. Oh well.

Sloth - I sure hope it is - she deserves everything she gets. I am SO glad I'm not in her shoes. No doubt!

Michael - I get angry about it too often still. Thanks so much, hon.

Vicki - believe me, the temptation was overwhelming. The whole thing was just unbelievable.

Varla - It sure was tough to restrain myself. I wanted them to suffer just like I did. Looking forward to catching up!

Brighton - Yeah, I don't have a lot of faith in our police dept. because of it. sad. I'd love to know about all the rotten things that have happened to them.

Seamus - It sure is. Way too many losers in this world. I'm glad, too.

Kerri - No kidding. thanks.

Vince - It sure is and they sure should have. I hope she's miserable. She sure seemed like it.

Fox - Yep - NOT our finest, I hope. The ones at the scene seemed pretty apathetic, too. yay.

Pete - It could have been MUCH worse. I would have chased her if I could have. No kidding about the police - heaven forbid I should need their help again. It's no wonder people resort to vigilante justice, eh?

At August 30, 2005 9:03 am, Blogger Celti said...

E-Lo - she was a freak of the worst kind. That detective was worthless. I can't stand idiots on the road either, they make me crazy.

At August 30, 2005 11:48 am, Anonymous boohunch32 said...

The detective sounds like as big a loser as the psycho bitch. Hard to believe they weren't able to pursue it further. Makes ya wonder how many other times she got into scrapes and drove away. Glad you're ok hon.

At August 31, 2005 12:59 am, Blogger desertUndine said...

WOW - how terrible. That's just stupid that that cop didn't do a darned thing about it - what the hell is that about? The cuts and bruises heal, but the memory and anger and harder to get rid of. Those people are just plain horrible, but the cop? It's almost like a betrayal - isn't his JOB to help people? Uhg.

At August 31, 2005 10:47 am, Blogger Karen said...

You needed your energy to recover, so it's good you didn't pursue anything legally. (A lot of work for very little gain.)

Someday you will picture that woman's face and feel sorry for her and feel no anger. But since anger is your strength right now, you could try starting with this:

Why should she still have any hold on you? She doesn't deserve to occupy your thoughts. You have things to do with your life, and she is obviously going nowhere with hers. Why waste your thoughts on her?

At August 31, 2005 8:23 pm, Blogger Juno said...

Good lord Celti! Too bad my hubby wasn't around for that one. He is a huge guy who doesn't take kindly to that sort of appalling behavior.

I'm so sorry you had to go through that.


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