#1 We went downtown to get sushi last night and I parked my car in the garage. We returned to a Trout River bottle label stuck to the trunk. Sweet. Who have I pissed off now by simply existing?
#2 I go to get some gas for the pressure washer. Some 'Burton chick' is at the gas station. I pull out behind her. She stops and then puts it in reverse. I yell, honk the horn, and try to pull it back into reverse (automatics are crap). Bang, crunch. I back up and turn down the stereo. We get out of our cars.
'Burton chick': "I'm so sorry. I'm in a hurry and was too far in the road. I'm sorry. I think I only hit your license plate. I'm sorry."
Me: "Yeah, I think so" (lean down to look at bumper cause she's full of shit).
There's paint missing in a few spots and the fog light space is dented in. It's plastic so I'm not caring a whole lot.
'Burton chick': "Oh did I do that? I'm sorry. I'm just in a hurry. You can have my information if you want."
Me: "No. Don't worry about it. It's fine."
'Burton chick': "Are you sure?"
Me: "Yeah, I'm sure."
'Burton chick': "Wow. You're a nice dood. Thanks." (speeds off)
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