So I just got home from a wedding. I’ve been to so many lately, can say one every week. And worse still, all chinese-indonesian weddings seems to be at Hotel Mulia. So it’s Hotel Mulia every week for us, such that it’s becoming like a routine thing. But that is not the point of this post.
My last post is about attention and excitement. Basically i believe that too much excitement will cloud our ability to pay attention to our surroundings and to our work. So tonight that exactly happened. Because my mom wasn’t in the car, and it was only my elder brother, my sister and I. Obviously the mood in the car isn’t as grave as normal. Mainly coz i can talk to my brother about anything that I otherwise would not say infront of my mom and dad.
The point is i got into a car ‘accident’. But it is really as small as accidents can get. Basically it is just the side of my car, scratching the side of his car. It didn’t even happen on a road! I was busy talking to my brother, as we were making our way down the parking lot. There was 2 lanes, and suddenly there is a left turn. The car on the right lane made a steep left turn such that my way got cut. I should have let him past. But instead i sort of like moved forward a bit, and i think that’s when the sides of our cars scratched. It was the back, left side for the guy, and our front right side, that made contact.
Now here’s the funny part, we were moving so slow down the car park, because there were so many cars trying to get out at the same time after the wedding. I was also busy talking with brother, that i didn’t even notice our cars knocked. I was ‘that’ inattentive tonight.
So our cars moved forward, and now our car is behind his car. And suddenly the driver from the car infront opened his door and came out. He look at the right side of our car, and the back left side of his car, and gave me a stare. I was like ‘huh? we hit?’ My brother went down, and he showed us the scratches. It was a few lines of white scratches on his car. And for our car, it’s like a few black lines. Basically our car was in worse condition, although it was just a few short 2cm dents and some scratches.
My brother ask them for their number, so we could get it repaired through our insurance thing. And of course i thought they would not want to waste of time going to our bengkel for such small scratches. They asked for Rp 300,000 to get it over quick. Now the cars behind are horning like mad because we were blocking their way, so we got in the cars and settled it by the side. Later, they said Rp 200,000. So i thought, sigh, just pay them i guess. I think it’s not terrible at all. Rp 300,000 is certainly too much. But since now they say it’s Rp 200,000 i guess it’s okay. No difference Rp 100,000 or Rp 200,000. So i took Rp. 200,000 out of my wallet, which is probably just nice what i had in it. And passed it to him.
Then at this moment my brother started trying to wipe the scratches off that guy’s car. And he wiped one line off, and proceeded to wipe the rest of as easily using just his fingers! Now of course me, that guy and his wife were all kind of stunned looking at this. And now the awkward situation comes. I just gave him the Rp 200,000. Now what do we do? Is he doing to return it to me? So my brother was like: “Actually, there is no damage now that we wiped it off” and it’s true. Turns out those scratches were nothing but paint that is so easy to wipe off even using the fingers. And there was no sign of even any damage on his car now!
The guy asked his wife what to do. The wife said: ok then, return him the money. He returned me the Rp 200,000 and even shook my hand. We said bye bye and went into our cars. Coincidentally we drive the same exact car, same exact color as the guy. I thank my brother in the car, i thought it was nothing short of miraculous that he managed to wipe off those scratches. I certainly wouldn’t have thought of doing that. My brother really saved me this time.
I am also thankful that although the couple seemed pretty fierce. They are actually reasonable people. They returned me the money when they saw there was no damages. I don’t think most people would have done that. So i am thankful more than anything. You can be assured that for the rest of the ride home I drove extremely safely.
So that was the whole incident. I think the cause of the incident was that i got too excited talking that I didn’t pay attention. I could feel from this morning that my attention is not very good. I am constantly thinking and not paying attention to my surroundings at all. And when you don’t pay attention you don’t drive well obviously. Luckily I am not the type who likes to ngebut (speed) on the road. I drive moderately slow all time because I feel like i can’t control the car well under high speed. So thanks to that the only accidents I ever encountered are those minor ones like scratching the sides of their backs. Although once I did knock into the back lights of taxi because he braked too quick and i tried to turn right to avoid but can’t.
So right now i feel guilty for getting myself too engrossed and excited that I ceased to pay attention to my surroundings. I find that these over-excited states are the ones that always gets me into trouble. I hope to able to control my excitement level from now on. Too excited = less rational and accurate.