Anarchy in the Parking Lot - The Wife of Genghis Khan
Posted: Friday, January 15, 2010
by Michelle Mackin
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Those of you who have been following my articles for some time now should be aware of the fact
that I am somewhat accident prone. Undoubtedly, thirty-four years of diabetes has impacted my reflexes, response times, balance... you get the picture.
Well, recently, I was in the parking lot of one of our local grocery stores backing up the car when... WHAM! I backed into a car parked behind me.
Well, it wasn't exactly a WHAM as much as it was a "bump". As a matter of fact, I think the jolt I made in my seat, at the realization that I had struck the vehicle behind me, probably had more inertia to it than the car I was driving.
I pulled forward about three feet, parked the car, and my husband stepped out of the passenger's side. That's when the wife of Genghis Khan stomped up, hair flying wildly in the air. She must have been at least six-and-a-half feet tall and built like an Amazon warrior. Her eyes were like daggers and she foamed at the mouth as she spewed out expletives and cried, "She just hit my car! And she tried to RUN!"
Now, you have to understand that this irate woman and her partner both wore black T-shirts with the word ANARCHY printed boldly across them. My husband, on the other hand, wore a black sweatshirt with an image of Jesus Christ on the cross and the words "The Ultimate Sacrifice" printed on it. The contrast of their shirts was only exceeded by the contrast of their behavior. My husband is only five-foot-six and is a gentle and mild mannered man.
Well, the next half hour was like a journey into hell. This woman demanded to see my driver's license and insurance card. She took out her cell phone and took multiple pictures of her bumper, which had a little scuff... not a dent, not a crack, not a rip... a scuff, that was about two inches long. All the while she ranted and raved and refused to give her name, or provide a driver's license, or insurance card. I thought it was quite odd that she made all this fuss, especially since her registration tags on her car had expired.
Needless to say, I was completely frazzled and upset about the whole matter. It was just over a year ago when I had my last accident, at which time I hit a pedestrian. So you might imagine the thoughts that were going through my head.
But, it has been about a week now since the incident in the grocery store parking lot and I have found comfort in the fact that my insurance agent seems to think that it is a very trivial matter. In fact, he believes the vehicle owner was out to make some quick money. Which is rather funny, because the adjuster left me with the impression that the scuff mark should be able to be buffed right out.
Now, this is where it gets interesting, because Ms. Genghis Khan is claiming that her entire bumper was damaged and needs to be replaced. Uhhh huhh. You get the picture.
Anyway, I thought it was quite interesting that someone who should so proudly wear a shirt proclaiming ANARCHY... should be so concerned about finding "justice". I can only imagine what might have happened if the accident had occurred on a public street rather than on private property. I wonder if she would have called the police? I wonder if she would have pursued the matter in court? I wondered too why an anarchist would resort to law and order during a time of personal "crisis" in their life?
It is rather interesting how reality can so quickly and effectively demolish a person's political philosophies. Don't you think?
Michelle Mackin is a pastor's wife. While working in business and bookkeeping she is a mother of three and grandmother of three. While her first desire is to serve the Lord, she also loves music, puzzles, lakes and the ocean. Michelle has no time to get bored. To read other articles go to Wordcasters, http://blogzorg.ning.com
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Top-level comments on this article: (2 total)Cute article, Michelle. Thanks for writing it.Thank you Joyce,I had to get it off my chest. Plus, it was priceless when the adjuster came out to take pictures of my car and had a definite look of, "Nothing wrong with this car, why am I here." He also said himself that, "Gee, you must really have a strong rubber bumper to do all that damage."Love, hugs and blessings,Michelle
Well done my dear.Linda DThank you Mom!Love and miss you,Michelle
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