I got this letter in the mail yesterday from the Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department’s Hit and Run division stating that my car was suspected of being involved in a hit and run accident on Superbowl Weekend.
The accident took place on Sahara and Lamb. I’ve never even been to Sahara and Lamb. That’s a sketchy neighborhood on the other side of town from me.
I told her that I’ve never been to that intersection, and I certainly wasn’t involved in a car accident that weekend, and can’t they send out a detective to look at my car and see that there’s no damage to it? She wouldn’t go for it. I told her that there must have been only a partial plate taken at the accident, because it WASN’T ME, but she said no, that the full plate number was taken, and it was a 2006 white Honda just like I registered, so I should just get my felonious ass down to the police department to save them the trouble of hauling me in themselves. (Okay, she didn’t say that, but that was her tone of voice.)
So now I have to take my car to the Police Department on E. St Louis (for non-Las Vegans, that’s an even SHITTIER neighborhood than Sahara and Lamb) for them to look at two weeks from now. I’m all paranoid. What if I get in an accident between now and then? What would it look like if I take my car in with damage on it?
I’m pissed that I have to take the time out of my schedule to clear my name. I wish they could just send some dopey beat cop to see that my car is FINE. Harumph.
Also: If I were in the accident, wouldn't waiting two weeks for an inspection give me time to replace any damage to the car?
Posted by Jen at February 9, 2007 9:52 AM