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bloody ‘el. it’s not enough that it’s a monday. it had to also be the day that my car gets bumped into by an effin motorcyclist.

had just passed the jelatek lrt station to head for jln ampang and had braked to a stop while waiting for the traffic police to let our side of the traffic through.

a moment later,

THUMP!!!!

me first thought was ‘did i just hit another car?‘

strained me neck to have a peek forward and confirmed that my car was at least 1 feet from the one infront of me. checked on my rear view mirror and saw a motorcyclist sans the head (his head was above my line of vision – d’uh) literally on my back. he did a lot of fidgeting, prolly trying to get his bearings again since he hit the car quite forcefully.

i, on the other hand, had these thoughts swimming in my head,

• couldn’t very well get out and try to get his details (or check the extent of the damage) – we’re smack in the middle of rush hour to office
• this guy must really be late for work to not notice that the traffic is at a standstill and manage to hit a car that ain’t moving
• i wish i had decided to hitch a ride with amir this morning (actually this already passed my mind when i hit the main road leading to work)
• there goes our NCD (or is it NCB?)

blogmages/crash1.jpg i kept my eyes on the motorcyclist – waiting to see what he’s gonna do – since i couldn’t even make eye contact(read two para before this), couldn’t indicate to the bugger that i needed his details. he moved slowly over to the left of me car and then……. vRrrOOooOoMMmMm…. just drove off!!

*&*^%#$#@!!!

quickly took mental note of the plate number and started to list all the nasty things i was going to ask amir to do to that nincompoop!

blogmages/crash2.jpgi itched to see what damage has been done but put the urge to stop on hold until i reached the klcc carpark
and managed to get honked at by a moronic cabbie for giving way to a car from the opposite direction make a turn to the lane between pnb darby park & desa kudalari. (tempted .. yesss.. my preciouss… we was very tempted to show our bewdiful middle finger to that moron)

suffice to say, i was in a sore mood when i parked. and irked i was when i saw the damage. took a few photos. made a call to me other half to inform him of the accident (2 accidents in 5 months.. quite a record) and promised to send photos of it to him. gave the plate number of the offender. refrained from asking amir to either beat him up or at least bash the bugger’s bike (it looked new when it whizzed from my view on jln jelatek).

and made it to the office in one piece.

i’d say it has been a manic monday indeed.