So today I got assaulted!

Really.

I was driving to work, only to discover some idiot blocking the road. Just stopped there yakking with some guy standing in the middle of the street. And yakking, and blocking, and yakking. I give 'em a honk to encourage them to MOVE. Of course neither of them do. The rest of the road clears up, I drive around... dude kicks my car.

So of course I try to find out if my car is damaged and who the hell this guy is so I can file charges. Chumpboy doesn't like that, and he and his friend decided to pile on.

I didn't fight back, and after a minute or so they were either satisfied or knew they were about to get busted hard, because they took off. I got the license plate of the chick they were with, then parked my car.

On the way back I found out that one of my friends from work had seen, if not the whole thing, much of it, and had called the cops. Between the five minutes it took me to park and walk back to where it happened, both the ambulance and the police had come and gone! (Holy crap, response time!) We did catch the police, though, and gave a full report.

I checked in (since, hey, I work in the ER!). I am medically cleared. Scrapes to the wrists and knees, a little cut on my cheek, a sore shoulder. I know I will feel worse later, but such is life. Right now I'm waiting for film for the camera, so I can get pictures of my injuries.

There is very little chance these monkeys will actually be caught. While I did get the license plate of the chick, every likelihood is that she will refuse to give any information about the event. Luckily, my ER visit is covered by my insurance (and my frickin' $80 copay will be covered by AFLAC, yay!). My car appears undamaged (though I didn't have MUCH chance to look at it). My pants are ruined; oops.

So there's MY great adventure for the day.