So on my lunch break today, I had to tear across town to the supermarket and pick up fixings for the weekly Wednesday night dinner... myself and a variable number of friends always meet up and rotate dinner duties. This week, it was my turn to cook.
Anyhow, I was looking at the news and figured gas prices might be poised to soar thanks to this hurricane in the South, so I swung into the gas station up the street to fill my car.
Leaving said gas station, I was behind a beat up Saab 9-7x, er, trailblazer, which had its right turn signal on and was waiting to turn onto the main road. I had my left signal on and was waiting behind this thing.
For no apparent reason, the reverse lights come on and he starts backing up, at a good clip.
Mind you, I'm driving the first new vehicle I've ever owned, at 30 years old, after years of driving beaters. For reference, a VW GTI in a dark shade of blue. (important later)

Horn, shift to reverse, glance in rearview, phewnobodysthere, floor it! I managed to save the front of my car somehow. Guy looked in the rearview as though nothing was amiss, and calmly drove off down the road.
This with me still continuously laying on the horn and by now hollering obscenities, hehe.
I'm wondering if my car was low enough where he couldn't see me through the (factory) dark solar tinted rear window, hiding out near the bottom of his mirror's field of view and blending in with the fresh black pavement. I was a good 15-20ft behind him... so I shouldn't have been totally invisible, i wouldn't think.
What makes these people tick? Completely oblivious, stoned, drunk? I think it took ten minutes for my heart rate to return to normal!
Anyhow, I was looking at the news and figured gas prices might be poised to soar thanks to this hurricane in the South, so I swung into the gas station up the street to fill my car.
Leaving said gas station, I was behind a beat up Saab 9-7x, er, trailblazer, which had its right turn signal on and was waiting to turn onto the main road. I had my left signal on and was waiting behind this thing.
For no apparent reason, the reverse lights come on and he starts backing up, at a good clip.
Mind you, I'm driving the first new vehicle I've ever owned, at 30 years old, after years of driving beaters. For reference, a VW GTI in a dark shade of blue. (important later)
Horn, shift to reverse, glance in rearview, phewnobodysthere, floor it! I managed to save the front of my car somehow. Guy looked in the rearview as though nothing was amiss, and calmly drove off down the road.
This with me still continuously laying on the horn and by now hollering obscenities, hehe. I'm wondering if my car was low enough where he couldn't see me through the (factory) dark solar tinted rear window, hiding out near the bottom of his mirror's field of view and blending in with the fresh black pavement. I was a good 15-20ft behind him... so I shouldn't have been totally invisible, i wouldn't think.
What makes these people tick? Completely oblivious, stoned, drunk? I think it took ten minutes for my heart rate to return to normal!


In my defense, I was trying to back up to avoid getting run over by a semi making a turn into the drive I was sitting in. I just...didn't look behind myself, I guess. I didn't do much damage to either car, thankfully, but still...embarrassing!
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