And my car was still fine. I turn on this side street, not even 50 feet from the sign and 400 from my house and this dog pops out from behind a short pine tree and I hit the brakes, hear no thump and keep driving because I see the dog walk off in the mirror. See two teenagers sprinting down the street behind me so I pull over. The kid comes running up and I'm like, "Is the dog alright?" And he starts cursing me out, calling me a fucking asshole, blah blah. So I go back up to their house only to have his mother start cursing me out. So I give him my name and number and he tells me I'm paying for whatever is wrong with the dog. So I reply, "I'm not paying for shit and I couldn't care less about the dog ." That pissed me off. Because the dog was in the street with no leash, so it's not my problem. The kid keeps trying to verbally insult me so I tell him he's welcome to call the cops. So I call up my father right down the street and they come up and we're arguing with the mother who apparently thinks it's alright to let a dog run in the street. So it's getting pretty heated and their 110 pound stepfather comes barreling out into the yard in a grey, stained cut sleeve screaming, "You got a problem with my family?" Guy's like foaming at the mouth. I'm sitting there laughing at this queer.
So anyways, in the end, the cops think I'm 100% right and I'm not paying for shit. Funny story though. Turns out the dog's been hit before for running in the road. Cop said the dog will probably be fine, too. Should've backed up to make sure.
So, anyone got any funny stories of dealing with dipshit people who expect you to pay for their fuck ups? I've got 1 or 2 other stories of stupid shit like that happening and having to deal with dumb fucks.
