Typical day in "paradise"...
We bought a small SUV about a month ago.
Sunday afternoon, I backed into some guy, I was rolling at about 2 miles an hour. I pulled back into my parking space, and hopped out, to curse at MYSELF, because it was totally my fault. The following is the conversation with the guy I tapped:
Me (walking up to his car, because he had not bothered to get out): Wow, I am really sorry, I didn't see you.
Haitian man: *blank stare*
Me: are you ok?
Haitian man: *blank stare* then mumbles something I can't understand.
Me: I am sorry but, what?
Haitian man: Gesturing and mumbles more that I can't understand.
Me: I don't understand what you are saying.
Haitian man then gets out of his car to survey, there isn't any damage to either car. Then just gets in his car and drives off.
Me talking to a car that is driving away: I guess you don't want a copy of my insurance card...
Don't get me wrong, this hashed out in favor of me, it just irks me to no end to deal with people here. It's gotta be something in the water.
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