| Current mood: |  nervous |
| Current music: | Tezuka Kunimitsu (Okiayu Ryuotaro) - "深呼吸 ～Dedicate to E～ " |
this day turned out to be a not-so good one...
My mom, sister and I went to SM Megamall to buy some gifts and some items for the kitchen. We didn't stay long, (like the usual time we spend there) and we headed for the San Francisco Coffe Co. cafe located in Libis [near Eastwoods]. We had a great "bonding time" there, and we were supposed to go again to ShopWise to buy some meat for a steak dinner for my dad's sister who just came back from Canada this Saturday. Then an unexpected thing happened...
Our car met an accident. We were hit by a FX taxi at the driver's side (left side). We got hit at the bumper and the tail lights. The side where I was sitting in! Luckily we didn't get in any injury but our car did. The lights at the back were shattered, plus the left side of the bumper got dislocated so the trunk of the car can't be closed. It wasn't a hit and run accident, but we did cause traffic over at the intersection. I could tell my mom was nervous, for she was shivering and I knew from looking in her eyes that she was afraid, at the same time fighting the urge to cry. She called up my dad, for she admits she does not know how to handle the situation. The driver and owner of the taxi were both on the vehicle.
What got to me was the owner was blaming my mom for the incident! He had the guts to tell her that it was her fault for she stopped abruptly. Duh! The lights turned red! And I wanted to shout at the guy that there is a traffic rule that requires a car to be a great distance away from it's preceeding car to avoid any untoward incident. Of course I can't do that, I wasn't really in the position to shout at the elders. Good enough, my mom was the one who told him off.
A while later my dad arrived and he started negotiations with tha man. He striked a deal that we won't file any police report or have a blotter if he agrees just to pay the amount required for the repair of the damage at that moment. My dad held on to the taxi's documents, registration papers and the keys itself to ensure that we won't get tricked by the man.
What pissed me off with my dad was he was partly blaming my mom for being there in the first place! Now that got in my nerves... if he didn't leave immediately I swear I could have answered him back infront of all those people. I could forget respect then. When he went to the accident, he didn't even bother to ask if my sister and I were both fine, if we didn't get hurt. He never even bothered to ask my mom if she was okay! Despite the fact that she had cut herself with the shards of the glass from the tail lights when she inspected it.
I'm glad that my mom's okay now. She's talking to a lot of people right now. My aunt is the one who helped us purchase my mom's car and they're talking about filing a claim because the car was insured. My mom's waiting for my dad too. My dad went to the house of the owner of the taxi to get the payment as they have arranged. My mom still wants to file a police report about the incident so that we could have a claim over the insurance.
My mom admits that she had lost a bit of confidence after the incident when it came to driving. But I assured her that I know with the experience we can avoid it probabbly in the future. We just thanked the Lord that it wasn't a serious accident that might have risked our lives.
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