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Hit By a Hummer

Today I am thankful that I live in the rich part of town with spoiled people.

I'm also thankful for YouTube.

I was hit by an H2.

It rear ended me as I pulled out of a local supermarket.  The driver followed me around a corner and begged me not to use his insurance.

I pay for two policies.  I pay for my own.  I pay for my ex-husband's policy because he won't cancel it and the only bank account information the insurance company has is mine.  He's got until February to cancel that policy.  I told them not to renew his. 

This driver.....based on what he told me.....tends to get in a lot of accidents.

He doesn't want his policy dropped.

The back lights of my car were shattered.  I didn't say anything. 

His car had a scrape of paint on the corner. 

To be honest, it seemed like an easy repair to make.

I wanted to be sure before I said anything.

I told him I'd get the parts and hire my neighbor to fix it.

He told me he'd pay for a dealer to fix it.

Dealers?  That's cute.

Rich people are funny.

Um....

I don't know about you....but my car is more than ten years old.

It's pristine.

I'll just ask the guy who sold the car to me where he thinks I should take it.

I don't think it's worth taking it to the dealer.

*****
The man that sold the car to me is funny.

His dad sold cars to my dad.  When this car developed a starting problem....it was due to hand lotion on the key.

What a stupid little thing.  At least the repair was easy. 

If I wipe off the key, it starts like a charm.

******

This guy is my age. 

He lives two miles away.

This is really a horrible way to meet men.

He's terrified I'm going to sue him and rake him over the coals.

It isn't going to happen.

I found a YouTube video telling me how to fix the back of my car.  The corner light which sustained the worst of the damage will take a few screws.  You replace the light housing the same way you change the light bulbs.

That's easy.

I can't figure out how to fix the center light....yet. 

I'll still let my mechanic look the car over but I don't think it'll cost as much as this guy thinks it will.

The other driver just had an incredibly lucky day. He didn't get a ticket because we are on accident alert.

I used to hang out in junkyards with my dad.  I don't mind yanking three lights off of the back of a car (or a few).

I have an incredibly common car.  I found a place with the parts available if needed. 

YouTube is awesome!

Life is awesome. 

Love ya,

S.
How easy is this?

Woohoo....I just found instructions on how to fix the center console.  Seven screws...that's it.

I found all the parts for $250.00 at an auto parts store. 

I'll try a junk yard first.  If I can take the parts off a car, it'll be easy to put them on. 

All I need is the okay from my mechanic that the suspension is fine and all will be well.

I'm glad my dad taught me not to fear tools.

Now, if I can just use hypnosis to get rid of the swelling in my throat, this guy's insurance will never have to hear from me.

Shit happens.

It's always nice when you can fix it on your own. 

I wish all the shit that happened to me were this easy to fix. 

May all your problems be easy to solve, too. 

Cheers!

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