AKAMichelle
08-28-2010, 11:26 AM
Last night I drove up to Fort Collins to meet a friend of mine for dinner. I hadn't seen her in 2 years even though we live just 100 miles apart. She was running late so I had to wait on her to get to the house. She had to get dressed since she came from work so again I waited. That's ok because we were able to talk in private about a lot of issues.
We went to eat at Chili's which was fine. We had a great dinner and I enjoyed my little backbone builder (Cosmo). See we were heading to a dance up in Fort Collins for the Lambda Center. I hadn't danced in 30 years and I needed some encouragement to get myself ready for this. That's the reason for the cosmo. Now it was only one drink and I waited long enough before driving. So I don't think that I was driving drunk or anything. This is when the fun begins.
We drove up to old city of Fort Collins home of Colorado State University. I think half of the school turned out last night and many of them had been drinking rather heavily. I found a parking space near where the dance was being held and I slightly overshot the spot so I didn't see anyone behind me and started backing up. Apparently somebody was there because either I hit them or they pulled up and hit me as I was backing up. I couldn't tell you since I didn't see them. Now because of the crowd a cop was nearby and saw everything at least heard the bump of the 2 cars. I don't know if he saw the accident or not but there I was in old City of Fort Collins dressed and in an accident. There was no damage to the other car but mine had a little dent about 1/4 of an inch in my bumper. Nothing major. Especially nothing that I was going to make a scene about while dresed. So I quickly said that I didn't want to file a police report for the accident because I didn't want my name attached to an accident while dressed.
We went to the dance and very few people showed up last night. So finally Kayla talked me into dancing for the first time in 30 years. Now it felt like 30 years since I couldn't get my groove back, but it was ok. Maybe I really was a better dancer years ago because I was usually well lubed when out. It did make me want to go dancing again because I did remember how much fun I had 30 years ago. So I guess I will make it again.
So here is my question. Do we allow ourselves to be a victim because we don't want to be outed? If someone were to mug us would we report it to the police or just to our credit card companies? It is sad that we do this to ourselves. I was even surprised with myself. I go and do just about anything but I didn't even ask the officer who's fault it was. If the accident was the other driver, then I could have filed an insurance claim and saved the $100 which I am now going to pay out of my pocket. I didn't care who's fault it was since all I wanted was off the street. Oh yes to get to the dance we had to walk through the guantlet of drunk college students to get there. Being dressed last night made me a victim of an accident and the impending repair to my car.
We went to eat at Chili's which was fine. We had a great dinner and I enjoyed my little backbone builder (Cosmo). See we were heading to a dance up in Fort Collins for the Lambda Center. I hadn't danced in 30 years and I needed some encouragement to get myself ready for this. That's the reason for the cosmo. Now it was only one drink and I waited long enough before driving. So I don't think that I was driving drunk or anything. This is when the fun begins.
We drove up to old city of Fort Collins home of Colorado State University. I think half of the school turned out last night and many of them had been drinking rather heavily. I found a parking space near where the dance was being held and I slightly overshot the spot so I didn't see anyone behind me and started backing up. Apparently somebody was there because either I hit them or they pulled up and hit me as I was backing up. I couldn't tell you since I didn't see them. Now because of the crowd a cop was nearby and saw everything at least heard the bump of the 2 cars. I don't know if he saw the accident or not but there I was in old City of Fort Collins dressed and in an accident. There was no damage to the other car but mine had a little dent about 1/4 of an inch in my bumper. Nothing major. Especially nothing that I was going to make a scene about while dresed. So I quickly said that I didn't want to file a police report for the accident because I didn't want my name attached to an accident while dressed.
We went to the dance and very few people showed up last night. So finally Kayla talked me into dancing for the first time in 30 years. Now it felt like 30 years since I couldn't get my groove back, but it was ok. Maybe I really was a better dancer years ago because I was usually well lubed when out. It did make me want to go dancing again because I did remember how much fun I had 30 years ago. So I guess I will make it again.
So here is my question. Do we allow ourselves to be a victim because we don't want to be outed? If someone were to mug us would we report it to the police or just to our credit card companies? It is sad that we do this to ourselves. I was even surprised with myself. I go and do just about anything but I didn't even ask the officer who's fault it was. If the accident was the other driver, then I could have filed an insurance claim and saved the $100 which I am now going to pay out of my pocket. I didn't care who's fault it was since all I wanted was off the street. Oh yes to get to the dance we had to walk through the guantlet of drunk college students to get there. Being dressed last night made me a victim of an accident and the impending repair to my car.