Saturday morning started out with me having to finish my work for the week (transcribing). Haley had ball practice at 10, so after breakfast and finding shoes and equipment out the door we went. I really wanted my pop for the day, but did not have time to get it. I have no self control, so we do not have pop in the house... Ball practice was over in an hour and the girls were already hungry for lunch....ugh it seems like we had just gone done eating. So I figured out what to do for lunch and needed to heat the stove up. Finally had a chance to go get my pop. A whole 3 blocks away, I took the car and my money for the pop I so wanted to have.
I left the store with my pop in hand and back home I go, remember this is only 3 blocks from home. I stopped at the stop sign on the square in town to turn south to come home. I waited my turn and proceeded to turn south. Then out of the corner of my eye came a blur and WHAM into the side of my car. I am thinking what the heck just happened. I am thinking what just hit me. I am thinking nothing was there when I turned. My thoughts were a blur. Mind you this is in seconds of thoughts. Next thing I know a kid stands up with his bike and then the blur starts to clear as I remember seeing a kid on his bike trying to stop before he hit my car. I mean he hit it HARD! I am trying not to freak out, the kids sister is hollering to make sure he is fine. I am trying to make sure he is fine and trying not to strangle him while I am trying to find out if he is fine and asking what he was doing. He would not tell me his name. His friend denied knowing him, stating that he just started riding bikes with him. I knew that was a lie (of course the boy that was riding with the kid that hit my car was the oldest of the Johnson boys and they have an issue with lying so go figure). The kid that hit my car kept saying he was sorry, he had no brakes on the bike and he was in trouble. I am thinking/saying why the heck were you going that fast coming upon an intersection with no brakes on the bike. I kept asking if they were racing their bikes and finally they told me they were. This is on the south side of the square, the busiest sidewalk for people to be on and a busy intersection and these kids could have hurt someone else as fast as they were riding.
I could not get his name to find out who he was. He and his sister took off on their bikes. The other kid took off on his bike and my car is still in the middle of the road. Another guy that saw what happened pulled up and asked if I knew the kid....no I did not and so off we went to find the kid and find out who he was.
We found him and his sister on the other side of the square. Finally got him to tell me who he was.....ugh I know his parents! The boy was a Ferdig. He kept saying he was sorry, he was not hurt and he would pay for my car. I kept telling him I was not worried about my car and wanted to make sure he was fine. I did tell him that this was a lesson learned and that it could have been way worse. Man I really wanted to lecture him, but I know he learned something (at least I hope he did)!
We then parted our ways and I went to get Chris. Well mad is not a word to describe his reaction. Off to the parents house we headed, which the kid had not made it home yet. Boy did he have some explaining to do when he finally arrived. He was not even suppose to be close the square. He was suppose to be riding behind his house which is 5 blocks from the square.
We had to file a police report, go back and get the parents info and now we have to get an estimate on the car. Chris seems to think $1000 will cover the damage, which is nothing compared to if something worse happened and if I would have been driving my suburban it would have been a lot worse as the kid actually went under the front of the car and I got it stopped in time. UGH.....all I wanted was just a pop....geeze! Rachel and Haley got a lecture on why they are suppose to listen to their parents and not to lie and why I am so anal about riding their bikes and listening to me. I think it was a little bit of an eye opener for them also!
So to further the story, I went to put the food away from lunch which was 2 hours later and my refrigerator was warm.......man if it is not one thing it is another. So Ms. Maytag I am had to defrost the coils in the back of the fridge, something I had learned from the time before.....oh it pays to pay attention sometimes!
Other than that my day was uneventful, but trust me I will be watching for wild kids on their bikes!
6 comments:
I had a run in with the Johnson boy you mentioned last week. The kids are getting a bit out of hand around here on their bikes. I'm terrified to back out of my driveway half the time b/c it seems like they congregate on our road. They seem to think our road isn't busy, when in reality people drive waaay too fast and it is quite busy!! Glad you all were okay and that the kid wasn't hurt. Even though it wouldn't have been your fault if he was hurt I know you still would have felt bad.
That was quite a story, so glad that boy wasn't hurt or worse. And glad you and the car survived! So many lessons for him to learn. I hope that he's got it now.
holp crap! glad it all turned out ok and hopefully a lessen learned by all! i hope next saturday isn't as eventful as this:)
Wow! I bet that 'bout gave you a heart attack! I had a kid on a bike run into me once when I was a teenager. It scared me to death.
When we lived in town by the old school house one of the Miller kids ran into Gail's truck while it was sitting in front of the house. He just took the corner too wide. He seemed fine, but I walked him down to his house anyway to tell them what had happened. Grandma Miller was all over me (think it was my fault) yelling at me. I finally told her that the truck had been parked and no one was in it that he'd just hit it. When she found out it was his fault she couldn't get away from me fast enough. I finally just yelled at her (as she was walking into her house) that we'd let her know if there had been any damage. Thank goodness there wasn't any because I could only imagine what a nightmare it would have been. Kids need to BE CAREFUL!!! And I agree with Jen. I can hardly get to Darla's house without have to stop so kids can move out of the street on their bikes. They all just sit in the middle of the road.
My favorite part is that you blamed it on the pop. I'm going to start doing that. Putting the blame on an inanimate object is the best idea I have heard in a long time!
Your girls sure are pretty! How did they get so pretty you ask??? Duh. Look at you!
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