I got hit by a car on my scooter last night. They didn’t see me in the oncoming lane when they were making a left. My scoot and I fell over onto my bad knee and ankle, and we’re both okay.
The neighbors that came out after the accident were obnoxious, telling me that I’m not okay at all and that I probably hit my head. I assured them over and over that I didn’t hit my head and that I fall off my skateboard way faster than that all the time but they wouldn’t have it. They seemed so negative and greedy, completely unable to handle my relaxed demeanor. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE FINE? SHE’S AT FAULT, GET ALL HER INFO. The poor young girl was so lucky that it was a tough bitch like me she hit. I kept imagining the situation as if it were me who hit a motorcyclist that I couldn’t see and I felt so bad for her. I wrote “Don’t worry (:” on the piece of paper with my contact info. I know it’s really hard to see me, I know I’m putting myself at great risk, and she made an honest mistake. She offered to replace my iPhone, pay all the doctor bills, and fix my scooter. My phone was already pretty messed up, I won’t be needing to see a doc, and my scoot is all gravy - so none of those kind gestures are necessary. She was my age, a graduate of UCSB working in a restaurant. I’m willing to bet she didn’t have heaps of spare cash to pay for this misfortune, so why would I burden her like that? It makes me sad to think that we live in a world where an accident like that could have really screwed that girl over if she hit someone else. YOU MAY FEEL FINE NOW, BUT JUST THINK ABOUT HOW YOU’LL FEEL TOMORROW. Not any worse than a minor skateboard crash. Some people really need to chill out.
I’ll be wearing neon colors while scooting from now on. Stay safe, kids.