I was flirting with a young woman at the store in Santa Monica pier. She did show interest in me but I was afraid to tell her my age thinking she would be turned off. I could see other women around could tell, but probably so could she too.
Back at the house where I lived there was some commotion as to whom car belong to. Outside was parked a small blue car which was packed with some suitcases and my younger sister (step) was sitting in it with her male friend. I got in to tell her to get her stuff out because it was my car and we started arguing. Parents (her) walked out and got into a car to settle an agreement. It was her car!
Disappointed, Krava and I headed for the road where his car was parked. We got in and he started driving in the middle of the road. We could see an oncoming car coming towards us yet he did nothing to avoid it and we got hit head on. Immediately after the accident a group of friends rushed over and started to handle the situation. One of them rushed me to his house nearby to create an insurance sticker which I was to place on windshield when we came back.
The moment we've arrived, a fat insurance arbitrator was already there walking around the car. While friends distracted him, I've attempted to place a sticker by leaning against the window with my left shoulder and using my other arm to place it under armpit. It was raining and sticker came off in 3 pieces. Insurance guy asked me what I was doing and I told him I was taking it off for him so he can get the details.
He took it with suspicion and left. A while later he found me and asked to him with. He asked if my name was Jewish which I promptly replied yes, even though I wasn't. When he pressed for more information, I told him I was actually half Jew on mother's side. He really wanted to know about my art that was in the back of Kravas' car, which wasn't my art either but some art I obtained and now too claimed as my own. He showed me his art of a giant red muscled sculptured subject with Boasen signature at the bottom left and how it looked like it belong in his series of 3 painting with same style and feel. For that reason he was going to approve our insurance claim.
While in the bus, he started asking about my jewish background. I told him that us "kikes" gotta stick together, which made him a bit shocked since he saw another jewish guy behind me be taken back by my statement thinking I was talking to him. I turned to the other guy and said that it was okay since I too was a jew.
