heard was the car slamming into our mailbox.
Because we live on a county road many times mailboxes get hit in the wee hours of the morning and people don’t typically bother to stop. For that reason, whoever lived in the house prior to us decided they were sick of replacing mailboxes and they put a huge metal pole into
cement. I had no idea that we had such a dangerous mailbox. I felt bad.
The woman said her son (3) had rolled his fingers up in the window and she was trying to help him when she lost control. Her car was stuck on top of the metal pole so she wasn’t going anywhere. I held the two-
year-old and entertained the three-year-old while she talked with the police and called her boyfriend to come to the scene.
With my husband’s help the car was removed from the pole and the battery cables reattached. That’s how hard she hit the pole! And although the front end was now apart, the car was still running. The ‘team’
(boyfriend & girlfriend) promised they would return in the morning to fix
the mailbox. They said this to me, my neighbor and my husband. The boyfriend claimed he worked in construction and even asked how we wanted the new mailbox to look.
In bed that night my husband asked what we should do about fixing the mailbox. I told him not to worry that they would be by to fix it in the morning. He told me I was a fool for believing them. He said there
was no way they were going to fix the mailbox. He was right. I called in the afternoon and left a message but they didn’t call back. My husband called and the boyfriend answered and he claimed he didn’t know anyone we were looking for. My husband called back again (same number) and got their answering machine. Again they didn’t return the call.
My husband and neighbor ended up fixing the mailbox together and it didn’t cost much money at all. This time we have a ‘safe’ mailbox, one that won’t flip any cars or hurt anyone. I don’t think I could live with myself knowing someone got hurt or killed running into our mailbox.
But the moral of the story is this: Sometimes people really suck. Don’t tell me you’re going to fix something if you aren’t going to do it. Don’t make me believe in you and the human spirit just to have my hopes crushed. What a fool I was! I held your baby for over an hour, I came
running to your rescue and comforted you. I was there for you – a complete stranger and look at the thanks I got. It’s people like you that make people like me hardened and standoffish in these types of situations. Shame on you for making me feel like a fool.
I know I did the right thing but why do I feel so stupid about it now?