Lets start from the worst.....
So, about a month ago I had the worst experience of my life! It is possibly one of the worst days of my life. So let me set it up from the beginning.....Sometime in the middle of March around 5:15pm I was leaving a music lesson and I was driving, I pulled onto the driveway to leave the complex where my music lessons are held, note this driveway is on about a 60 degree angle and I drive a 2002 Ford Explorer so i'm pretty high up, so I am sitting on this driveway waiting for traffic to clear so I can make my turn. Now, this is during rush hour so there is plenty of traffic that will keep me waiting. So, I'm waiting and i'm looking for my cell phone, i'm looking everywhere, in my purse, on the seats, etc. and I can't find it. So, I assume that I left in the music academy, So I start to back up off the the driveway/ramp thing, and naturally I check my mirrors and what not and continue to back up. Then! I hit something. Now since I didn't see anything in my mirrors I thought I just hit one of the poles in the parking lot, no biggie. So, I pull forward again back onto the driveway ramp, I'm doing all of this while still vigorously looking for my phone, then I find my phone hidden in the crevices of my big purse lol. Traffic finally clears and I make my turn. So, there I am driving along the road, listening to music, ♪♫ nodding my head like yea! moving my hips like yea ♪♫ lol. Then all of a sudden some chubby, white, Jewish guys pulls along side of me and tells me to pull over because I apparently hit him (and not a pole) in the parking lot. So, I pull over, seeing no disastrous damage done to his car. We pull over to a Walgreens parking lot to examine the damage and this guy has the nerve to make a big fuss over a scratch that was literally no bigger than my pinky finger!! He exaggerates saying it will cost him $800 and a week in the body shop to get that fixed, and of course I rebut that by saying there is no way in hell that it will take that long and cost that much to fixed such a minuscule scratch. Then he claims that he has metallic black paint and what not on his car, and i'm thinking WTF!! He drives a 2002 Pontiac Aztec! Metallic paint my a**!! I continue to say its not that bad and such. Then I say things like "I don't know what you want me to do.", "I don't understand what you are saying.", "Do you need my insurance information or what.". At this point he can tell that I don't care too much about his little scratch and finally realizes that i'm a minor and I don't own my car. So I tell him yea "This is my car but my father owns it.". And that quote must have triggered something in his brain to do something so nasty, disrespectful and degrading to me.....it just.....UGH!! I can't even put it in words.
So not long after I tell him that I don't own my car he says "You just want this to go away don't you?" and i'm like "well, I don't think its a big deal, you can barely see it." and stuff like that. And this man has the audacity to do him sexual favors in exchange for keeping things "quiet" about this situation! And the way he said is what really burned my blood! He said it so casually, like it was okay, like there was nothing wrong with it at all. He said things like "why don't we pull into this alley and just take care of this now." and at first i'm like "Huh?" (I can be a little slow) and he repeats himself and adding "you know give a little bit of head..." and I'm like "Whoa! what!?!?" Now, being the nice person I am and still not completely understanding what he is saying to me, I did not proceed to yell and scream. He kept saying things like "yea we can take care of this right now and your dad doesn't have to know about" and yadda yadda ya....and i'm like "I can't do that I would rather you take my insurance info down." That doesn't effect him and he continues to insist that I do these things for him. Making up excuses just to get out of the situation I said "well I have to be somewhere in like 10 minutes so..." and the next thing he said still brings a cringe to my face. He said "It's okay, I cum quickly." Whoa! not cool! and certainly nothing you say out loud ew!!! So, i continue to insist that I can't do what he is asking. Then he asks "Do you shave your cooch?" Another strike! WTF!?!?! "Thats none of your business!" i said.
This guys had absolutely no shame whatsoever! Now, remember that this guy is an middle-aged (possibly late 20s), very chubby, white, jewish guy, who desperately needed to shave his face. Not attractive at all! (no offense to the Jewish community. I love the Jews :D) So, yea, the fact that he looked that way that he did just added fuel to the fire of disgust! He was really gross.
So after all that, the guy finally gets the picture and sees that i'm not interested in no way shape or form, and takes down my insurance info but even while taking my info down he still tries to get me to do those things (and he sees the cops nearby, which he uses to try to scare me into doing him the favors) & even after he sees my drivers license that clearly states that I am a minor. That man had no shame at all. I think that is what disgusted me the most. So, after all of we disperse. I drive off FURIOUS! speeding home, to tell my father, calling repeatedly calling my mother only to get no answer (the only time she doesn't answer the phone! at a time like that! gosh! lol) When I get home I bust through the door, swing my dads bedroom door open to tell him what happened. He took down all the info I knew about him and we made a police report the next day....
I will have to tell you all of my after thoughts of this incident next time. Now, i'm drained!
Until Next Time,
Jasmine
