What is going on with this world lately.
On Thursday around 6:14pm, Girl Monchichi called me because she got into an accident a few blocks from home. She calls me and I hear a man yelling in her phone saying she was drunk and I heard my niece telling the man to give her her keys back. Then she says "don't hurt me" while this man is still yelling.
I was in a panic listening to this conversation on her phone for the entire time it took me to make it to the scene of the accident: 6 minutes and 59 seconds.
After I check her out, I see a bunch of dark figures standing on the grass near the curb and I was told that the big guy had reached into her vehicle and took her keys out of the ignition. So of course I'm disturbed at the thought of this big man and my little niece. I yelled down the street for whoever stole her keys to give them back and a guy yells, "no she's drunk" to which I replied she was not and to give her back her keys.
This entire time, I'm taking pictures of the accident scene, but when I get down to the guy's vehicle that was hit while parked, he starts yelling at me about coming into their neighborhood acting like an idiot, and that she hit his vehicle, then he starts using profanity and yelling at me that what if he came to my place and hit my car. Now he's getting louder and yelling that he wants 10K cash right now!
I yelled for him to give back the keys and he yells that he's "a grown a** man", so I yelled that I was "a grown freaking woman". I yelled that all I asked for was to give her keys back and then he really starts laying into me from across the street.
At this point, I realized there was no point is saying anything else to him, surrounded by his kids, so I just stood there, in the street, in front of his tore up vehicle and just stared at him while he continued to yell and curse at me.
I'm just glad that I didn't laugh at that guy when he ran out of things to yell at me because that might have escalated things as I was just standing there, watching him act like an idiot in front of those kids. I guess he feels he showed me.
Finally he says that the police was there. So I turned and walked back down the street and told the police my side of the story.
Of course, by the time I hear from the officer after he spoke to the one who listened to their side of the story, he said that we were both heated and exchanged words.
I wasn't heated, but I do keep forgetting that people who have loud voices are obviously having issues with someone. I even demonstrated to the officer the way I said/"yelled" everything. But I'm usually painted as the bad guy or the "unruly" one in situations like this. So whatever.
And it took the cops to finally get her keys back.