It was really just a teeny fender bender. I was pulling out onto the highway from the ramp, and then I wasn’t. (Right now you might be thinking how much you hate it when drivers give every indication that they are moving out and then don’t.)
So, yeah, he bumped into me. Furious, he jumped out of his truck and ran over to my car, screaming in frustration. A few expletives later and he was on his phone, calling the police.
Then I asked him who he thought would get the ticket. “I know,” he said. “I’m getting the ticket. I bumped into you.” Since neither of our cars was damaged, I asked if he couldn’t just call back and say we settled things and were moving on, since we were blocking the ramp. “No,” he said, much calmer now, “it’s the law. I need to report this.”
While the officer collected our information I asked him―by now we were addressing each other by our first names―if I couldn’t just tell the officer that I didn’t want to see him get a ticket since he was going SO SLOWLY when he hit me that neither of us had any damage and neither of us was hurt. “You would do that?” he asked.
It was so easy. The officer agreed that it was so very minor no ticket need to be given. And the guy who had been screaming at me minutes earlier said, “Kathy, I’m sorry.” And two strangers hugged on the ramp and moved on to have, indeed, a very nice day.
Agree with one another. Live in peace. And the God of love and peace will be with you.
Kathy McGovern http://www.thestoryandyou.com