On Mother's Day after having a great morning with Chris, Charlotte and Maeve eating bagels and donuts (That's what Chris wanted), we went to my cousin Amy's house for dinner. The day continue on a good note spending lots of time with the family, hitting the playground for at least 1 hour. But then we came out to this:
That's right...some A-Hole decided to back out of the driveway across the street from my cousin's house and into my car...and then drive off without saying a word. We reported to Colonie's finest. Of course, they filled out a report, gave me a copy and told me to call my insurance co. I obviously suspected it was my cousin's neighbor (who wasn't home when the police came) and after I left, when he thought the cost was clear, he pulled into his driveway. My Dad was still there, and he did what most Dad's would do...get a little hot with the guy and told him he hit my car. The guy denied it and walked away when my Dad started taking pictures of his car. Well, I called Colonie's finest again, and supposedly the cop went to talk to the neighbor and look at the car. He called me back and said there was no physical evidence that his car had been involved in a accident, so he couldn't accuse this guy of the hit-and-run. Nice. Needless to say by looking at the pictures below, this moron is the culprit. I called my insurance Co and they basically said the same thing as the cop.
The final estimate for the damage was $1,870, with a $500 deductible, I got a check for $1,370. Luckily, my sister and brother-in law are friends with a guy who does body work and he was willing to fix the door for $1,370.
So in addition to spending time packing the house for the big move, dealing with lawyers, banks, I now had to deal with the insurance company and getting my car fixed (should be fixed on Thursday).
My mother always says, Bad Karma will always come back to haunt you. I believe in Karma to...What goes around, comes around and I'm guessing this hit-and-run will come back to haunt him.
You be the judge...Study the pictures. Look at the faint perpendicular line on the van and compare it to the "bumper guard" on his bumper. They match perfectly...but the Colonie Police didn't see it that way because there were no markings on his car. Boy, his car looks clean...I'm guessing before he got home, he buffed any marks out and gave the car a wash.
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