if anyone has advice for a situation where
- a reckless garbage truck driver almost fucking killed you
- the sanitation company doesn't care
- the cops don't care
- you don't have rich people lawyer money
i would love to hear. i want to rain hellfire on the person who quite nearly killed me and my mother today
i am in oregon.
i have been furious all afternoon. just fuming mad. so far i have filed a complaint with the BBB demanding a written apology, a full refund on this month's bill, and that the driver be reprimanded, retrained, and re-assigned to a different route at minimum. i bitched to the Federal Motor Carrier Safety Administration, am in the process of trying to get in contact with Oregon DOT but they make themselves real hard to contact right now (webform broken, nobody answers the phone, they email you back telling you to call or use the form).
here's the story, for the morbidly curious i guess (cw: car accident near-miss, scary, i wish infinite suffering in hell upon people)
-truck driving dipshit is trying to make a several-points turn to escape our neighborhood, which admittedly is in disarray/parked-up due to construction. the streets here are narrow and it's kind of a Situation right now. understandable that we might have a little trouble reaching our house while a dump truck tries to navigate the situation.
-dipshit comes to a full stop. appears to be letting us by so we can get into our driveway. yes, this is an awkward situation for everyone, cool thanks for being nice! there is plenty of room for us to get by and it will only take us maybe 10 seconds at most to enter our driveway.
-mom starts driving. dipshit starts backing up. we are now thinking: does he not see us? we're extremely visible. we're in his mirror. mom honks.
-dipshit AGGRESSIVELY BACKS TOWARD US, forcing us backwards down the parked-up street, faster than mom can back up safely, endangering not only OUR lives, but the lives of any people/dogs/etc. who might be trying to just fucking walk around their neighborhood or get in their cars.
-mom continues to honk. persistently. as loudly as possible. i start screaming and panicking because i think i am going to die. i consider bailing out and realize that if i do i may not be able to get away before i am just crushed under the wheels and maybe it'd be better to be in the car if i'm going to get hit.
-about two minutes of screaming and panic and honking later, dipshit gets his MOST DESPERATE wish fulfilled: to turn onto another street, probably not even any sooner than he would have if he hadn't been like this. mom follows him, gets out of her car, admonishes him for being a dipshit asshole fuckface and almost fucking killing us. he says we were "in his way." mom says fuck you.
-we call the sanitation company. Phone Dipshit says it "couldn't have been that bad." my mom is literally about to cry on the phone because roughly 7 minutes ago we were CONVINCED WE MIGHT DIE.
-we call the cops. they say "if we didn't see it there's nothing we can do." fuck man, i'm not like Pro Cops but i should be able to report reckless drivers for fuck's sake GOD. don't you want a database of complaints at least?
it has taken about 5 hours for me to be almost calm. still jittery. my throat is raw from screaming. my heart is still kind of pounding. i've still kind of got the shakes. i'm so sick from anxiety and anger that i can barely convince myself to eat. i'm going to try again soon but i'm just fucked up. even my emergency panic attack meds hardly put a dent in this. i guess because they're better for irrational anxiety attacks less more than for like, Being Actually For Real Afraid For Your Life. that was rational fear.
i have wasted my entire afternoon looking for routes to hold this dipshit asshole accountable.
i did not expect to have a near-death encounter a couple hundred feet from my house today. fuck the police, fuck that driver, fuck the bitch on the phone, i hope hell is real, i hope you all go there, i hope they run you over with a big garbage truck every day for the rest of time.
oh, and here's the kicker.
they didn't pick up the garbage today.
