Last night, I was going to Whole Foods to get dinner. When I was at a stop light, this guy hit me from behind. It wasn't a big bump, but you could definitely feel it.
So I got out to look at the damage; luckily it was a minor scratch, however the driver was out of it. He gave me his info and mumbled a few things. I suggested that we pull off to the side handle this. The witnesses flagged the cops to check things out. Now I have to admit I was nervous about L.A.P.D., but we were out by The Grove, so I had faith.
As the cops talked to the guy, they realized that he was drunk and didn't have an ID. Then he start cussing at the cops, which lead into him getting cuffed and put down on the ground. I was totally floored by this, until they start asking me questions.
The cop, who was very cute, asked me...
- Did I have any tattoos?
- Where was I born?
- What was the name of the city I lived in?
- Do I have any nick names?
- Am I a member of any gangs?
He gave me this weird look, before laughing. I apologized, but I guess I wasn't "there" at the moment.
As they put the guy in police car, I start to feel bad for him. I wasn't trying to get him arrested, I only got the cops involved for insurance purposes. I told the cop I didn't want the guy to get arrested. But the cop said, that he was completely drunk and I was lucky that it was just a tap on the back bumper. Then it hit me, I was hit by a drunk driver.
But I was still worried about the guy and his life. What if he had a family? What if he lost his job and today, he drank to chill out? I know I was over thinking things, but I hope this didn't cause him to lose his job or something like that.
However, I am glad it was a minor accident. I truly hope that guy thinks about what happen. He was very lucky he taken from the car, no telling what could've happened if he was still on the road.