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The anniversay of this terrible event has just passed so I figured I'd share...

 

About 5 years ago in March I got in my truck at the end of the day (it was a half day 1:30 dismissal) and was waiting to pull out of my school parking lot. I was at a dead stop for about 20-30 sec. as I had to cross over 2 lanes of traffic going in opposite directions. I had looked left and right at least 10 times combined hoping for an opening in the traffic so I could scoot out. Suddenly there it was and as I hit the gas to merge out I smash into a guy riding on a 10-speed bike and he flops onto my hood and when I hit the brakes he shoots off onto the pavement. I was frozen for an instant waiting to see if he was going to get up and for a brief minute I thought the worst, that I had killed him. I put my truck in park and got out to see how he was. The man was about 6'2" and weighed about 240 pounds and he laid in the street grasping at his leg, while cursing. I had almost no damage to my truck other than a dent on the hood and a couple scratches from his bike on the front bumper. I went over to help him up and at first he yelled at me, "My Knee!!! My Knee!!" So I left him be but a moment or two later he made his way to his feet. He wreaked of alcohol and at this point I couldn't tell whether he was limping from the accident or because he was bombed. He was slurring his words and telling me he was going to f*ck me up bad, while making wild flailing motions all over the place in my direction and I couldn't tell if he was trying to hit me or what. At this point I wasn't going to get in a fist fight with a drunk guy who i just hit with my truck, so what do I do...

 

That's right I left the scene of the accident and drove 20 minutes to my mother's house to pick up my son. When I get there she can obviously see that I'm upset and so she asks, "What's wrong?" I tell her what happened and she immediately tells me that I shouldn't have left and that I should call the police right away. So I do and they actually patch me to the cop on the scene and he asks me a few questions, one of them being why I left the scene. I told him that I feared for my safety as the guy was drunk and beligerent (sp?). I asked him if he wanted me to come back now that he was there and he responded no. He also told me that the other guy was drunk and that he refused medical attention. I'm thinking all's going to be fine. WRONG!!!

 

The very next day I just get to school and my mother calls me and says, "Did you ever call your insurance Co. and report the accident?" Of course I say no, why? SHe says that I should've for legal purposes and that I should do so right then. So I do and the lady I spoke to told me that it was a good thing I did cause if anything were to happen such as a lawsuit they wouldn't have covered me and that I have up to 24 hours afterward to report an accident after that I'm screwed.

 

A week or so later I get a summons in the mail from the guy I hit stating that I had to appear in court as he was filing a complaint against me for leaving the scene of an accident while there were injuries. I find out from his girlfriend who had just recently broken up with him and shows up at my school that he sobered up after the accident and that night went to the hospital to have tests done. She told me that he had already had bad back and knee problems and that he was going to try and sue me stating he got those injuries because of the accident. I had to wait from late March to mid-August to appear in court. I had many sleepless nights and a ruined vacation to Florida because of this issue. This guy called my home, my school, showed up at school a couple times. Being a teacher I knew the D.A.R.E. officer in my building and he knew the guy who showed up at the scene the day of the accident. He was supposed to show up in court and explain to the judge that the guy on the bike was drunk and was not observing the proper rules of the road or something like that. He also told me that the guy probably wouldn't show as they've had problems with him in the past and he usually doesn't show up to court.

 

Well the court date arrived and sure enough he's there and the testifying Police officer never shows. On top of that I didn't hire a lawyer and when they call us up in front of the judge the other guy said he had a lawyer and was waiting for him to show. The judge who was very impatient and obviously knew this clown and was sick of his antics responds, " Is your lawyer coming to represent you or observe?" Thankfully the guy for whatever reason responded, to observe. So the Judge replied, "Well, I'm not waiting for another observer, let's get started." The judge then looks at me and says that if I'm found guilty of the charges I would have to pay a steep fine, have my license taken away for a period of time and that I could also serve jail time. Long story short the other guy brought nothing with him in regard to medical paperwork about his injuries and he was dressed in what looked like rags. He kept changing his story to try and make it worse for me and thankfully the judge saw right through it. The judge then asked for my side and I told it straight through no changes or hesitations as I had it well rehearsed and I came dressed for the occasion. The judge ruled in my favor and the other guy blew up in the middle of the court room at me, the judge, etc. and was thrown out. He was waiting for me outside and the judge ordered one of the officers in the courtroom to escort me to my car.

 

I have never in my life lived through such a time of stress as I did that year from March through August and have never felt as relieved as I did that day after being found innocent of the charges. I have learned many valuable lessons from that incident and thank god every day for the positive outcome.

 

Alright so that's mine anyone else have an interesting tale or comment on mine they want to share.

 

(edited: for better paragraphing) :D Does make it easier on the eyes.

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My first time at the glory hole was kinda stressful but I made it through.

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About 3-5 years ago in March.....

 

 

Was it 3, 4, or 5?

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Was it 3, 4, or 5?

 

3.14 or thereabouts.

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The most challenging, nerve-racking and stressful time in my life is each time I come to the tailgate....

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The most challenging, nerve-racking and stressful time in my life is each time I come to the tailgate....

 

 

 

nod. dodging dinosaurs and bipartisan duels is stressfull work :D

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The anniversay of this terrible event has just passed so I figured I'd share...

 

About 3-5 years ago in March I got in my truck at the end of the day (it was a half day 1:30 dismissal) and was waiting to pull out of my school parking lot. I was at a dead stop for about 20-30 sec. as I had to cross over 2 lanes of traffic going in opposite directions. I had looked left and right at least 10 times combined hoping for an opening in the traffic so I could scoot out. Suddenly there it was and as I hit the gas to merge out I smash into a guy riding on a 10-speed bike and he flops onto my hood and when I hit the brakes he shoots off onto the pavement. I was frozen for an instant waiting to see if he was going to get up and for a brief minute I thought the worst, that I had killed him. I put my truck in park and got out to see how he was. The man was about 6'2" and weighed about 240 pounds and he laid in the street grasping at his leg, while cursing. I had almost no damage to my truck other than a dent on the hood and a couple scratches from his bike on the front bumper. I went over to help him up and at first he yelled at me, "My Knee!!! My Knee!!" So I left him be but a moment or two later he made his way to his feet. He wreaked of alcohol and at this point I couldn't tell whether he was limping from the accident or because he was bombed. He was slurring his words and telling me he was going to f*ck me up bad, while making wild flailing motions all over the place in my direction and I couldn't tell if he was trying to hit me or what. At this point I wasn't going to get in a fist fight with a drunk guy who i just hit with my truck, so what do I do.... that's right I left the scene of the accident and drove 20 minutes to my mother's house to pick up my son. When I get there she can obviously see that I'm upset and so she asks, "What's wrong?" I tell her what happened and she immediately tells me that I shouldn't have left and that I should call the police right away. So I do and they actually patch me to the cop on the scene and he asks me a few questions, one of them being why I left the scene. I told him that I feared for my safety as the guy was drunk and beligerent (sp?). I asked him if he wanted me to come back now that he was there and he responded no. He also told me that the other guy was drunk and that he refused medical attention. I'm thinking all's going to be fine. WRONG!!! THe very next day I just get to school and my mother calls me and says, "Did you ever call your insurance Co. and report the accident?" Of course I say no, why? SHe says that I should've for legal purposes and that I should do so right then. So I do and the lady I spoke to told me that it was a good thing I did cause if anything were to happen such as a lawsuit they wouldn't have covered me and that I have up to 24 hours afterward to report an accident after that I'm screwed. A week or so later I get a summons in the mail from the guy I hit stating that I had to appear in court as he was filing a complaint against me for leaving the scene of an accident while there were injuries. I find out from his girlfriend who had just recently broken up with him and shows up at my school that he sobered up after the accident and that night went to the hospital to have tests done. She told me that he had already had bad back and knee problems and that he was going to try and sue me stating he got those injuries because of the accident. I had to wait from late March to mid-August to appear in court. I had many sleepless nights and a ruined vacation to Florida because of this issue. This guy called my home, my school, showed up at school a couple times. Being a teacher I knew the D.A.R.E. officer in my building and he knew the guy who showed up at the scene the day of the accident. He was supposed to show up in court and explain to the judge that the guy on the bike was drunk and was not observing the proper rules of the road or something like that. He also told me that the guy probably wouldn't show as they've had problems with him in the past and he usually doesn't show up to court. Well the court date arrived and sure enough he's there and the testifying Police officer never shows. On top of that I didn't hire a lawyer and when they call us up in front of the judge the other guy said he had a lawyer and was waiting for him to show. The judge who was very impatient and obviously knew this clown and was sick of his antics responds, " Is your lawyer coming to represent you or observe?" Thankfully the guy for whatever reason responded, to observe. So the Judge replied, "Well, I'm not waiting for another observer, let's get started." The judge then looks at me and says that if I'm found guilty of the charges I would have to pay a steep fine, have my license taken away for a period of time and that I could also serve jail time. Long story short the other guy brought nothing with him in regard to medical paperwork about his injuries and he was dressed in what looked like rags. He kept changing his story to try and make it worse for me and thankfully the judge saw right through it. The judge then asked for my side and I told it straight through no changes or hesitations as I had it well rehearsed and I came dressed for the occasion. The judge ruled in my favor and the other guy blew up in the middle of the court room at me, the judge, etc. and was thrown out. He was waiting for me outside and the judge ordered one of the officers in the courtroom to escort me to my car.

 

I have never in my life lived through such a time of stress as I did that year from March through August and have never felt as relieved as I did that day after being found innocent of the charges. I have learned many valuable lessons from that incident and thank god every day for the positive outcome.

 

Alright so that's mine anyone else have an interesting tale or comment on mine they want to share.

 

 

I had to read a very paragraph deprived story once...it hurt my eyes.

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I had to read a very paragraph deprived story once...it hurt my eyes.

 

 

 

 

shhhhhh..... he knows. he's a teacher. it was done deliberately, to test us.

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My first time at the glory hole was kinda stressful but I made it through.

 

 

My wife says the trick is to rub the side of your jaw to relax it. :D

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Lets just say mine included guns and badges, lots of badges :D .

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Sorry to hear about that irish ...glad it worked out even if it was difficult at that time

 

Hopefully it worked out for the guy too as in the end I am sure getting hit by a car was a very unpleasant esperience for him even if the guy had issues

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The anniversay of this terrible event has just passed so I figured I'd share...

 

About 3-5 years ago in March I got in my truck at the end of the day (it was a half day 1:30 dismissal) and was waiting to pull out of my school parking lot. I was at a dead stop for about 20-30 sec. as I had to cross over 2 lanes of traffic going in opposite directions. I had looked left and right at least 10 times combined hoping for an opening in the traffic so I could scoot out. Suddenly there it was and as I hit the gas to merge out I smash into a guy riding on a 10-speed bike and he flops onto my hood and when I hit the brakes he shoots off onto the pavement. I was frozen for an instant waiting to see if he was going to get up and for a brief minute I thought the worst, that I had killed him. I put my truck in park and got out to see how he was. The man was about 6'2" and weighed about 240 pounds and he laid in the street grasping at his leg, while cursing. I had almost no damage to my truck other than a dent on the hood and a couple scratches from his bike on the front bumper. I went over to help him up and at first he yelled at me, "My Knee!!! My Knee!!" So I left him be but a moment or two later he made his way to his feet. He wreaked of alcohol and at this point I couldn't tell whether he was limping from the accident or because he was bombed. He was slurring his words and telling me he was going to f*ck me up bad, while making wild flailing motions all over the place in my direction and I couldn't tell if he was trying to hit me or what. At this point I wasn't going to get in a fist fight with a drunk guy who i just hit with my truck, so what do I do.... that's right I left the scene of the accident and drove 20 minutes to my mother's house to pick up my son. When I get there she can obviously see that I'm upset and so she asks, "What's wrong?" I tell her what happened and she immediately tells me that I shouldn't have left and that I should call the police right away. So I do and they actually patch me to the cop on the scene and he asks me a few questions, one of them being why I left the scene. I told him that I feared for my safety as the guy was drunk and beligerent (sp?). I asked him if he wanted me to come back now that he was there and he responded no. He also told me that the other guy was drunk and that he refused medical attention. I'm thinking all's going to be fine. WRONG!!! THe very next day I just get to school and my mother calls me and says, "Did you ever call your insurance Co. and report the accident?" Of course I say no, why? SHe says that I should've for legal purposes and that I should do so right then. So I do and the lady I spoke to told me that it was a good thing I did cause if anything were to happen such as a lawsuit they wouldn't have covered me and that I have up to 24 hours afterward to report an accident after that I'm screwed. A week or so later I get a summons in the mail from the guy I hit stating that I had to appear in court as he was filing a complaint against me for leaving the scene of an accident while there were injuries. I find out from his girlfriend who had just recently broken up with him and shows up at my school that he sobered up after the accident and that night went to the hospital to have tests done. She told me that he had already had bad back and knee problems and that he was going to try and sue me stating he got those injuries because of the accident. I had to wait from late March to mid-August to appear in court. I had many sleepless nights and a ruined vacation to Florida because of this issue. This guy called my home, my school, showed up at school a couple times. Being a teacher I knew the D.A.R.E. officer in my building and he knew the guy who showed up at the scene the day of the accident. He was supposed to show up in court and explain to the judge that the guy on the bike was drunk and was not observing the proper rules of the road or something like that. He also told me that the guy probably wouldn't show as they've had problems with him in the past and he usually doesn't show up to court. Well the court date arrived and sure enough he's there and the testifying Police officer never shows. On top of that I didn't hire a lawyer and when they call us up in front of the judge the other guy said he had a lawyer and was waiting for him to show. The judge who was very impatient and obviously knew this clown and was sick of his antics responds, " Is your lawyer coming to represent you or observe?" Thankfully the guy for whatever reason responded, to observe. So the Judge replied, "Well, I'm not waiting for another observer, let's get started." The judge then looks at me and says that if I'm found guilty of the charges I would have to pay a steep fine, have my license taken away for a period of time and that I could also serve jail time. Long story short the other guy brought nothing with him in regard to medical paperwork about his injuries and he was dressed in what looked like rags. He kept changing his story to try and make it worse for me and thankfully the judge saw right through it. The judge then asked for my side and I told it straight through no changes or hesitations as I had it well rehearsed and I came dressed for the occasion. The judge ruled in my favor and the other guy blew up in the middle of the court room at me, the judge, etc. and was thrown out. He was waiting for me outside and the judge ordered one of the officers in the courtroom to escort me to my car.

 

I have never in my life lived through such a time of stress as I did that year from March through August and have never felt as relieved as I did that day after being found innocent of the charges. I have learned many valuable lessons from that incident and thank god every day for the positive outcome.

 

Alright so that's mine anyone else have an interesting tale or comment on mine they want to share.

 

 

I get it. You hit a guy with your car and he's the bad guy.

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I get it. You hit a guy with your car and he's the bad guy.

 

 

 

Yeah ya know. Typical Republican

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When my youngest daughter came 6 weeks early. My wife called me interestingly enough the day I was taking my real estate exam..I just finished the test which was stressfull in itself and my cell rings and my wife tells me her water broke..I was supposed to go into work in NY instead I go home and take her to the hospital. The Doc comes in and said they were going to wait as long as possible to take the baby via C section but asked us if we wanted to rethink our decision to tie my wifes tubes during the C section since the baby was coming early (we still had them tied). We waited 2 days and the baby was delivered 4th of July..As soon as she came out the pre natal doctor scooped her up and did a quick examination and said the signs look good..She pooped right after she came out so we immediately knew the plumbing was ok and she was crying pretty hard and breathing on her own so we knew the lungs were as good as we could hope for which is a major issue with preemies..Long story short she was in intensive care preemie wing for 8 days then she came home with us..She is 3.5 now and thank God as strong as an ox..

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Almost dying was pretty stressful.

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Lets just say mine included guns and badges, lots of badges :D .

 

Badges... we don't need no stinking badges. :D

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so...you plow over a dude on a bike (who had the right of way), then you leave the scene...and you happened to get away with with this little hit and run scot-free. but hey, he smelled like he had a drink!

 

:D

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so...you plow over a dude on a bike (who had the right of way), then you leave the scene...and you happened to get away with with this little hit and run scot-free. but hey, he smelled like he had a drink!

 

:D

 

 

Basically you got it. I'm certainly not proud of the incident and it's a six month period in my life I would love to forget but it happened, it was one of the worst times of my life but it's over. I just brought it up because it was the anniversary of the event. I know I can sound like a real jackass at times in here and have come across like I think my sh1t don't stink at times but in fact I'm no better than anyone else in here and figured I'd share this story proving just that. It was also just to see if anyone else had a moment (one single event) in their life that caused them as much stress as this moment did for me regardless of who was actually at fault.

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so...you plow over a dude on a bike (who had the right of way), then you leave the scene...and you happened to get away with with this little hit and run scot-free. but hey, he smelled like he had a drink!

 

:D

 

 

 

thats why you always keep a fifth of jd in your glove box....so when you hit a guy, just splash a little on him and say he was drunk.

 

:D

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Mine involved Marine Corp recruit training. When I have more time later I'll write up a story, but so far I've never been more stressed in my life than boot camp. All I can say is that they prepared me very well for Iraq.

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thats why you always keep a fifth of jd in your glove box....so when you hit a guy, just splash a little on him and say he was drunk.

 

:tup:

 

 

:D:D

 

I can laugh about it now, somewhat any way, but I still have a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach when I think about it. Hell, I've had nightmares about it. I feel like my son/daughter when I wake up in the middle of the night sweating and yelling, except I'm yelling, "Please don't put me in jail!!"

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Mine involved Marine Corp recruit training. When I have more time later I'll write up a story, but so far I've never been more stressed in my life than boot camp. All I can say is that they prepared me very well for Iraq.

 

 

I had a friend join the Marines and he said they were insane. He told me that the drill sargeant told him to do something crazy, I forget what it was but I'll ask him, and he didn't do it and the guy threw him out of a second story window. :D He also said there were a ton of beat downs handed out.

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