Remember my car accident trifecta? Well, the ONE (out of 3) accidents that actually was NOT my fault was the one that was proving to be the most stressful, long, drawn out and ugly. AND most expensive and extensive in way of damages. This was the one where a guy parked on the side of the road and opened his car door into traffic - into ME as I was driving by unable to notice him.
He proved to be a giant jerk... an intimidating, bully-type, giant jerk. Even his insurance claim agent from his OWN insurance company had some off-record negative commentary about him.
At one point this jerky guy left us an irritable phone message. After a long diatribe where he ranted on and on about ME being a liar, he said something to the effect of "It's in God's hands now" and that "God" would determine who was the honest one.
Oh, you're going THERE?!?! Whatever, dude.
Well, guess what? Not only did the police officer think it was 100% his fault, and every other lawyer/law enforcement person we spoke to AND my insurance company deduce it was his fault merely by the way the damage was on both our cars (pretty much indisputable)... and then HIS insurance company just recently agreed to pay 95% of our $1,000 deductible. Ergo - his fault. We could have gone to arbitration for the full 100%, but we just want to put it behind us.
So, he wanted to leave it in "God's hands?" Let the Big G decide guilt and blame? Well, I'm pretty sure God was really too busy to get involved in this nonsense, but, if The Almighty WAS involved, I guess He has spoken.
And in dignity and grace I say humbly:
In. Your. FACE!
And, now it's time to sing and dance:
Go me-ee.. it's my birthday... God loves me mo-ore... it's my birthday... you're a big fat liar... it's my birthday....nanananana.... you're a stinky jerk head...
...I'm doing the running man... now I'm churning the butter...
Oh yeah... Oh yeah....