So the latest drama for today:
I was volunteering this morning before my class with some members of my religious group. We went to go get lunch, me and one of my friends, who is actually my parents' age. I was driving because the other person there was my adoptive grandmother, and adoptive grandpa told her not to drive except for getting there and coming home. My friend has a car with a lock problem, so she drives it, but won't drive other people in it.
So I was driving. I pulled into a parking spot, and realized my passenger couldn't get out, so I backed up slowly to adjust, and my friend who has three kids who she has taught how to drive, so she was watching with me. White car passed, we both saw it, stopped, no issue. Out of nowhere comes this little car, neither of us saw it until it was too late. She says, "Oh, you hit me, your fault." Normally, I would agree, but she was in the wrong lane, and if she had been in her correct lane, it never would have happened.
My friend (I don't think I've ever been more happy about someone being in my car) told her she was in the wrong lane, and the woman starts yelling at my friend. Then the woman calls the police, which was completely unnecessary because neither of us was injured and I wasn't going anywhere. The police officer gets there and tells her that he didn't need to be called, so he exchanges information for us and leaves (no report, county rule says if both cars can be driven and no one was hurt, no report). But I took photos showing that the woman was in the wrong lane and the road was marked (not with yellow lines, but there were arrows and a stop sign that clearly showed it). Still, had to deal with a nasty woman, and now I have to deal with my insurance company. Thankfully, my friend is more than willing to give a statement, and actually already called my dad on my behalf. Basically, we both think that the woman was trying to have an accident for the insurance money. My friend looked at me and said, "Honey, I've been driving for years and years, and if I had been driving, the outcome would have been the same. This is not your fault." Which makes me feel a bit better, but I'm still irritated it happened.
I cannot wait for this semester to be over because it seems like it's just one thing after another....