Tried to get the police accident report today but it was not done.
Guess the responding officer is a part-time cop and isn't back on the roster for quite some time. Because of the insurance reg's and time table, that report needs to be written up. Although I don't need to give that report to the insurance company, only the other form that I have to write up in triplicate.
You know what? It's a VERY good thing that I documented all of the action the day of the incident on Blogger here. It's going to help me remember things since I wrote them when they were very fresh in my mind. You won't believe all the things you have to fill out for the report. Sheesh!
My back seems to have calmed down so I think it was muscle tenseness from stress.
The kids remain fine. The only injury came from my eldest playing Zombie Attack with his buddy and he jumped off of something and hurt his heel. Kids. Any discomfort from the bumper cars has not shown up. So I hope it never does.
Oh, guess what. I found out from the tiny paperwork the dispatch guy gave me that the truck behind me had to be towed; that the guy WAS transported to a hospital -- good thing I told them he was injured and that they sent an amublance, it was needed, and that the vehicle that plowed into him was a Ford Bronco. Those are big cars! There is NO way that the Bronco was at a stop in line like the rest of us for an impact to have done so much damage. We drove by the site this afternoon and there was still glass on the side of the road. He had to have come up from somewhere else.
It was sort of anti-climactic today to get into the car again. The damage doesnt' look too bad but the entire bumper and back door is going to have to be replaced.
I called a guy to give us an estimate on roof repair but he hasn't returned my call yet. He was recommended by a friend of mine. I hope things can work out somehow.
You know, this has been a very tense past twenty four hours.
What say you to a joke?
Young Chuck, moved to Texas and bought a donkey from a farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The next day he drove up and said,
'Sorry, son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died.'
Chuck replied, 'Well, then just give me my money back.'
The farmer said, 'Can't do that. I went and spent it already.'
Chuck said, 'Ok, then, just bring me the dead donkey.'
The farmer asked, 'What ya gonna do with him?
Chuck said, 'I'm going to raffle him off.'
The farmer said, You can't raffle off a dead donkey!'
Chuck said, 'Sure I can Watch me.. I just won't tell anybody he's dead.'
A month later, the farmer met up with Chuck and asked, 'What happened with that dead donkey?'
Chuck said, 'I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $998.00.'
The farmer said, 'Didn't anyone complain?'
Chuck said, 'Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back.'
Chuck now works for the Congress