Anyway, around 9pm, I got into an accident with a Montero, whose owner claims I was driving fast. When we past by each other, my side mirror was smashed and I had mirror parts flying inside the car, against my face. Good thing I didn't have scars. We did not file for a report because my Mom knows the guy since we move in close circles. It was all pleasantries, he was relieved that I didn't get any scratch, blood, on my face, but I got turned off when he said: "Oh, just side mirror. That's only 500 pesos." And with no offer to pay or even pay in half. Not that we are going to make him to, but out of decency.
The 500 I am willing to let it go. What I did not like is while we were talking in the middle of the road, his wife from the car kept screaming in an impatient, bitchy tone, calling her husband "Dad, Dad (sign to go home)"when she knew we were in the middle of a situation.
To cut the story short, his Montero side mirror was scratched a little, I went home with no driver's side mirror. No exchange of calling cards/contact information or follow up, no one paid anyone. And my mirror still shattered.
This is my side mirror the next day:
I had a hard time parking (I always reverse park) and became extra cautious. Yeah it was hard, but what are you gonna do? Of course I had unpleasant thoughts in my head. But then, at the end of the day I realized it could've been worse:
1. I could have a broken window.
2. I could have gotten thrown off the bridge.
3. I could've had scars on my face.
4. I could've had a major dent on the driver side.
5. I could've met a really asshole driver who will not stop and run away, but instead I got a Pastor (or training to be one).
6. Both me and my Mom could've been really hurt.
So even though I was upset and bothered, I remembered a quote saying: Give it to God and go to sleep. I was able to sleep that night. Normally I'm not really easy with letting things go, but in the past year I have been learning to let things out of my control go and train my self to see the good in the bad.
The concern that I have is, our SUV is 14 years old and most of the parts are no longer available. When my father was still alive, he also got in the same accident (with a signage, I was told), used an improvised mirror for a week and he had to go to a warehouse/supplier in Manila just to get that part. I do not have the luxury of time to do that this week because I am leaving for a beach trip and I do not like have a pending to do list when I get back. So while watering plants this morning, I prayed again:
"Lord, not to be a spoiled brat or anything but can you please make it convenient for us to replace the mirror within this week?"
It took one single sincere prayer. And just like that, the Universe/Lord convened all the good Titos and Kuyas in our lives and made it possible to get a replacement mirror. It isn't the same kind, but it's something workable. They're going to install it tomorrow.
We're still looking for the actual kind, but for now this will do. Because, you know, what are you gonna do?
My takeaway from this experience are:
1. Even if you know the person you are in an accident with, do not move the car and call the police. (Actually, blotter was a suggestion even).
2. Train to see the good in the bad because it does make a big difference than whining and sulking about it.
3. At the end of the day, what are you going to do?
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