After the funeral and internment, Seth and I went with a few of his Fraternity friends to a diner where they had lunch (and we had sodas, but we'd already eaten sandwiches in the car) so that they could catch up and so that we could let some of the chaos at the house calm down before we got there (it was still a zoo and apparently good that we waited), and it was nice to spend some time with them.
We spent a few hours at the shiva house and decided to leave around 5, check into the hotel, and then go into town for dinner. There's a kosher vegetarian Chinese restuarant in Chinatown that specializes in disguising food as meat when really it's wheat gluten or soy or some such concoction. It was very, very tasty. Jay and Joy had taken Seth there back in October when Seth had been in Philadelphia for a training session, and I'm glad I got to try it out.
When we left, Seth was planning to drop me at the hotel and then head to Joy's for a bit but we got off 95 the wrong direction (one thing I won't miss about Philly is lousy street signs), which was fine because it put us in the direction toward Joy's house, so we just decided to go straight there. However, about halfway there, we were coming up to a red light, so Seth came to a stop most of a car length behind a full sized Dodge Ram Van. And then the idiot put on his reverse lights and started reversing into us for no good reason. Seth blasted his horn the entire time, but couldn't reverse himself because: 1. there really wasn't enough time, 2. he was holding down the brake and afraid to let go, and 3. He was afraid of hitting someone behind us. Plenty of people saw it happen, but no one stopped. The guy got out of his van looked at the touching bumpers and started yelling at Seth for hitting him, claiming that there was no reason he would have backed up (well, duh) in a one-way (there was a median, so there was really nowhere for him to go!). We called the police. Seth stood in front of his van until the police got there so that the guy wouldn't drive away. The guy kept coming VERY close to me and yelling at me and I finally told him to get the fuck away from me and I went into the car and called Jo and Cary to bitch about this moron. Eventually the cop got there. The cop, of course, basically told Seth that he was full of shit and that it didn't make any sense that the van would reverse and that the insurance company would never believe us. I don't care. We wanted a report filed. We wanted it on record that we were disputing it. There's no apparent damage to Seth's car, which is good, but the bumper of the van was bent in, which I'm not entirely sure happened as a result of that accident (his bumper was steel... there was NO apparent damage to our car...I don't see it). Joy actually believes it might have been a scam and that he did it on purpose (maybe a coverup for some damage he did before?
Whatever. It'll probably be a "no-fault" situation and both of our insurance rates will go up and I still don't care because I wanted to make sure it was on record with the other driver's insurance company. Maybe if he gets "rear-ended" enough times, they'll catch on.
The downside was that Seth didn't have his registration card with him, so he almost got a hundred dollar ticket for not having it, but the cop let him off for that, which was the only non-schmuck thing that he did while on the scene. I have half a mind to file a complaint against him for his behaviour. But I probably won't. By the way, I think it's completely assinine that you have to carry a registration card with you. The license plate has current stickers on it, and when the registration expires, so does the license plate, so it ought to be obvious that the car is registered. And if the registration had been suspended, that wouldn't be immediately apparent with a registration card either. So it's stupid. Probably the cop didn't give him a ticket because he ran the plates and the names and addresses matched. Again, whatever. I'm just glad he didn't give us a ticket. Even if he had, it would have been worth it.
We didn't end up going back to Joy's because it was after 9 when we left the scene. We went back to the hotel and Seth called the insurance company while I went to the grocery store for salad stuff and sundry other things. When I got back, we went down to the hotel bar for a stiff drink (okay, I had a girlie drink, but Seth had whiskey). The drinks were incredibly expensive, but the bartender was also incredibly generous, so it was still worth it. (still, I'm glad we only had one round!)
Fortunately, the accident didn't ruin our trip, and will hopefully make for an amusing story...in 10 years or so, but probably not before that!
I should add that caryabend and psujedi probably already have amusing stories from this episode because I called them ranting and raving and dropping the F-bomb more times in one breath than I've probably used in the last 5 years combined. Heh. But at least it was a little cathartic for moi. ;-)