This was one of those crazy-driver days. Some people feel that every day is crazy-driver day, but in my stomping ground some days are worse than others. After seeing one incident after another, plus one totally out-of-it pedestrian, this was the finale: I was walking out of the drug store toward my car when I saw a new Mercedes back into a new Lexus SUV, which was parked. CRUNCH! And the Mercedes driver was starting to drive away! I couldn't believe it! I pointed to the Lexus, saying, "You just hit that car!" The Mercedes didn't stop. I continued pointing and saying, "You just hit that car!" The Mercedes stopped, and a man in his sixties, with a long, grey ponytail calmly got out and asked, "Did I hit something?" "Yes!" I said, "You just backed into that car!" A woman then got out of the SUV and looked at the damage. I was surprised there was so little--it was really just a scratch, but a loooonnng one. I left them to work it out among themselves, but I have a hunch it's that the woman's car, that she's a housekeeper or nanny entrusted with the family car. In any case, it's up to them.
