I guess I'm just a psycho magnet. About two years ago I was assaulted by an old man at a festival (he was arrested) and this past weekend I had another confrontation of the eerie kind.
So I'm going to Costo to fill up on gas. There is a large RV at the pump in front of me and he is hanging out almost to the rear pump - so I need to get as close as possible to have hope that the hose will reach the back of the Av.
On the rear of the RV is one of those cargo carriers and as I creep closer it dissapears from view over the front end. Long story short - I love tap, and I mean TAP the RV. I'm horrified. I back it up - get out, look at the holder and see no damage. I apologize immediately to the man pumping gas.
Oh no - that's not good enough. He starts ranting at me about how I shouldn't drive if I don't know where the front of the vehicle is, walking in ciricles and making a big fuss. I look him in the eyes and in a soft, calm voice say, "sir I'm sorry it was an accident."
Then he roars, "no that wasn't an accident! There are no such thing as accidents!"
What? I did this on purpose. So now I go to Plan B - ignore the man and start pumping gas - no harm - no foul. Now he threatens to call the police. Now the guy pumping gas across from me starts in - seems he can't believe I bumped the RV either.
Now the old man accuses me of breaking out the back tail lights. I look at him and say sir, "I did not break your tail lights," and he roars well they're broken aren't they.
Now the manager of the Costco is out there asking the man if he wants to call the police and what can he do. Sudden the tact changes. The guy at the pump next to me shuts up, but now another guy across the way chimes in. Hey, if he broke your tail lights where is the plastic on the ground.
Now Mister RV owner retreats to the cab of his RV. The manager told me he came out because he was worried the old guy was going to take a swing at me and he has seen several fights at the pumps. YIKES! Fighting over gas pumps? What the hell is wrong with our society?
Now I've turned 180 degrees and go over to the cab where the window is 1/2 down. I calmly tell the man that I think it is best that we do call the police and get an official report. Remember, he has now falsely accused me of damaging his RV.
Suddenly getting the police isn't a good idea, I'm accused of being on drugs, and he drives off. The manager gladly gives me his name and phone number in case there is further trouble. Some time during this the opinionated guy at the other pump has left. There is absolutely no damage to my Av - I would guess the speed at impact was 1 MPH.
Some people just need to get a grip!
So I'm going to Costo to fill up on gas. There is a large RV at the pump in front of me and he is hanging out almost to the rear pump - so I need to get as close as possible to have hope that the hose will reach the back of the Av.
On the rear of the RV is one of those cargo carriers and as I creep closer it dissapears from view over the front end. Long story short - I love tap, and I mean TAP the RV. I'm horrified. I back it up - get out, look at the holder and see no damage. I apologize immediately to the man pumping gas.
Oh no - that's not good enough. He starts ranting at me about how I shouldn't drive if I don't know where the front of the vehicle is, walking in ciricles and making a big fuss. I look him in the eyes and in a soft, calm voice say, "sir I'm sorry it was an accident."
Then he roars, "no that wasn't an accident! There are no such thing as accidents!"
What? I did this on purpose. So now I go to Plan B - ignore the man and start pumping gas - no harm - no foul. Now he threatens to call the police. Now the guy pumping gas across from me starts in - seems he can't believe I bumped the RV either.
Now the old man accuses me of breaking out the back tail lights. I look at him and say sir, "I did not break your tail lights," and he roars well they're broken aren't they.
Now the manager of the Costco is out there asking the man if he wants to call the police and what can he do. Sudden the tact changes. The guy at the pump next to me shuts up, but now another guy across the way chimes in. Hey, if he broke your tail lights where is the plastic on the ground.
Now Mister RV owner retreats to the cab of his RV. The manager told me he came out because he was worried the old guy was going to take a swing at me and he has seen several fights at the pumps. YIKES! Fighting over gas pumps? What the hell is wrong with our society?
Now I've turned 180 degrees and go over to the cab where the window is 1/2 down. I calmly tell the man that I think it is best that we do call the police and get an official report. Remember, he has now falsely accused me of damaging his RV.
Suddenly getting the police isn't a good idea, I'm accused of being on drugs, and he drives off. The manager gladly gives me his name and phone number in case there is further trouble. Some time during this the opinionated guy at the other pump has left. There is absolutely no damage to my Av - I would guess the speed at impact was 1 MPH.
Some people just need to get a grip!