My Morning

i got rear-ended this morning.

normal people at fault in these sort of situations find themselves jumping out of their cars, apologizing profusely, and hoping that the person they hit coming out of the clinic parking ramp doesn't have back problems and wasn't just leaving her physical therapy appointment.

i, on the other hand, find the one oddball in the world who not only DOES NOT apologize, but tries to brush it off as if nothing happened.

me (surprised): what did you do that for?
him (acting oblivious): what? what did i do?
me (now irritated): you hit me. i was clearly stopped at a 4-way stop - the stop sign is right there. all my brakes lights were on and you could see i had to wait for a car to pass. so i'll ask you again, why did you hit me?
he just stared at me and my bumper in silence.

WHO DOES THAT?! seriously, who hits someone and then acts like nothing happened??? do i look that stupid?! dumbass.

me (even more irritated): are you serious? you just hit me and i want to know WHY.
him (still acting oblivious): so whaddya wannna do? you want my insurance info? you wanna call the police? i'm in a hurry this morning and really don't have time for this.

yeah, no shit sherlock...

my plans weren't to make a big deal about it, but his act was nothing short to moronic. he hit me. it was plain as day. the hospital parking ramp camera caught it. the people in the ramp next to us saw it. HE KNEW IT. I KNEW IT. and yet here i was on the receiving end of complete stupity in action.

what a way to start a monday...