As I was walking down 34th Street in Sunnyside today, I saw a tractor-trailer hit a parked car while making a right turn. The driver didn't stop, so I followed him over a couple of blocks to his destination at a nearby loading dock. I told him he had hit a car; he said he didn't realize that, but that he would go take care of it as soon as he finished up what he was doing. He seemed nice enough, but I jotted down his license plates, etc., just to be safe. I walked back over to the car that he had hit, and noticed an FDNY parking pass on top of the dashboard. Looking around, I saw an FDNY building (the Medical Equipment Unit) nearby, so I rang the buzzer and went inside. It turns out that the car belongs to the gentleman (
Steve? Rob!) second from the left, who seems, oddly, to be the happiest of the four guys pictured. Anyway, I passed along the information I gathered, just in case the trucker decided to flee the scene.
What else will I end up witnessing while I'm walking?