Sigh. You probably guessed from the title that this isn’t one of those feel-good New Year’s Eve stories. Nope, this is one for the “OMG, I can’t believe this actually happened” books. If you’re ready for chaos, frustration, and a sprinkle of humor, buckle up because this was one for the books.
the fancy plan that got way too real 🌕✨
So here’s the thing—I didn’t even have plans for New Year’s Eve until a few days before. Then BAM, brilliance struck: a moonlight picnic! Think fireworks lighting up the night sky, a cute setup worthy of Pinterest, and all the cozy vibes. I was hyped!
But here’s the kicker—Pinterest dreams are easy in your head. When it’s time to bring them to life? Whew. I’m rushing out of work on New Year’s Eve, dashing to stores that are literally closing as I’m pulling up, and honestly, the universe was just not on my side. The one place I absolutely hate going—Bridgetown—ended up saving the day. I got everything I needed, but it felt like running a marathon.
Fast forward to the night: we’re on a tight clock. Fireworks at midnight, picnic setup before then, and everything has to go perfectly (it didn’t).🙃
the car accident that stole the show 🚗💥
We left home around 10:30 PM, food in hand, almost at the spot when we realized… we forgot something important. Cue the panic. We turned back, grabbed the missing item, and bolted toward our destination.
But just as we’re finally close, disaster strikes. This area was packed with people which was so unexpected because how do y’all even know about this spot?! Y’all are so accustomed going to Hilton/Radisson. I’m sorry but what are y’all doing here? UGHH! On a scale of 1-10, if I was at a 6 with annoyance – baby it’s a10 now! I absolutely hate crowds. At this point we’re stuck in a tight gap, waiting for cars to clear, when a guy in a huge 4×4 truck decides to force his way through. Now, if you’re imagining slow, careful maneuvering—don’t. This man came in hot, wheels extended, and completely misjudged the space. EVEN THOUGH we tried to pull onto the sidewalk to give him extra space since we realized he was cutting it close.
All we heard was a LOUD raking sound. Yep, Mr. big truck really scraped our car. My heart AND my jaw dropped. My boyfriend? Let’s just say yelling is an understatement.
When we checked, the bumper was practically hanging off. Meanwhile, this guy is sitting in his truck like a scared puppy, asking us whether he should reverse or go forward. Like, sir, are you dumb? Honestly, I was too stunned to speak because how about you just stop moving and get out? You just came through like a big dawg so come on, disembark.
the drama that followed 😤🤦♀️
As if things couldn’t get worse, some lady in his car starts talking nonsense about how it doesn’t make sense calling insurance because the damage is not that serious and insurance won’t come anytime soon. But wait, that’s not the best. Homegirl said she can 1stPay us. Girl huh?? So you assume that we bank with CIBC too? Ma’am YOU do not make sense and nobody knows the repair cost yet. Somebody please get this girl away from us!
Mr. 4×4 starts taking pictures and claiming that he’s a mechanic. Now since that’s the case, I sarcastically asked if he’s going to repair the damage. He’s like… it just needs some bumper clips and it’s an easy fix. Tell me why the lady that was with him proceeds to ask him how much the clips costs. Like as though she thinks that she could just send us some change for these so called clips and then what? We’re stuck worrying about the rest of the damage? ABSOLUTELY NOT!
Before you ask if we called insurance, just remember that this all happened in the heat of the moment and we were so pissed that we couldn’t even think straight! So no, at least not at the same time.
more chaos? got that right!
If you thought that was the kicker, let me tell you about this other lunatic. While we’re dealing with this circus, a random man appears, demanding we clear the area because we’re “stopping his customers from getting in.” My boyfriend handled him real quick, but the audacity? Top-tier ridiculous.
This guy really said “y’all are stopping my customers from coming through so if they’re trying to pay you for the damage, you could as well take the money because right now, your time is up”. All I wanted to know was who died and made him a gangster because he could not be talking to us. Like sir, are we on your property? Ok, NEXT!
By the time this mess went down, it was like 11:24 PM. Definitely cutting it close now. So we decided that we would give Mr. mechanic the benefit of the doubt to fix the bumper the next morning which he seemed pretty confident about. Hmph.
the aftermath 🎇🍷
We tried to salvage the night—watched the fireworks, shared some wine, and had a few little laughs. But once we got home, we realized the damage was worse than we thought. Not just the bumper—the fender also had damage, and the backlight was wobbly.
The next morning, we met the guy to sort things out, expecting a garage setup since he claimed to be a mechanic. What did we find? NADA! Nothing but HIS AE110 sitting pretty. Now it’s either you come outside or we could exchange cars.
He finally came as he’s inspecting the damage, I asked him how long he’s been a mechanic.. he’s like “two or three years”. Hmmk, you sound a little unsure but i guess we could play dumb together. This guy is legit looking for these clips to only put back on the bumper and send us sailing but that cannot work.
Little did he know, we actually stopped by a real mechanic on the way to him. When we presented a $750.00 quote, he panicked and handed everything over to insurance. They were so confident in paying out-of-pocket the night before. Maybe they woke up poor the next morning, not sure. But just picture this guy, running for his insurance papers and everything else LOL. It was too funny to watch. Anyhow, all information was exchanged, we called our insurance, they came and noted what transpired and now we wait for the claim to be settled.
lessons learned (the hard way) 🚧
- Pinterest dreams don’t always translate to reality.
- People can be ridiculous, but you have to stand your ground.
- New Year’s Eve traffic is no joke—stay safe out there.
Despite the chaos, I’m glad we’re okay, and I’m taking it as a sign to laugh, move on, and start the year fresh. But wow, what a way to ring in the new year.
how was your New Year’s Eve?
Did you have a smooth celebration or your own share of drama? Let me know in the comments—misery loves company! 😂🎇
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