One hour ago, as I type.
I'm driving a 1977 big-ass Blue Chevy Van on a sunny afternoon doing some courier work. Some shithead too busy talking to his girlfriend on his cellphone runs a stop sign and plows into my van. His excuse: "I didn't see it."
His little 2002 Kia is either totalled or damn near. My van is "totalled" as well, although it needs is a front right tire and the sliding door fixed. (The passenger door is only used for helping clear trash out, no loss there. The van would be totalled at about $500 in damage anyway.)
I had just bought a new tire for the front left and almost bought one for the front right. If I had, he'd have to wait three days to use his cellphone because I would have shoved it down his throat.
Moron got an ambulance ride. I'm at home just trying to cool off and settle down my anger before going to work to deliver pizzas tonight. I guess justice is served, but it's not as satisfying as kicking his teeth in would have been.
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