I wrecked-up my car today. Less than 17k mi and it's already got battle scars. I may drive like a bat outta hell, but I'm always very safe and defensive, and definitely don't do some of the crazy/illegal $hit the husband does, Mr. Class A Drivers License.
I've never been in an accident. At 16 and idiot hit me in a parking lot and busted my tail-light. When I was 25 I was the idiot and tapped a truck in front of me - luckily it was so light nothing happened except it ripped my front license plate frame from the mounts on my Jeep. I had wanted to take it off for months (which is illegal in CA) so I was kinda happy.
So today after my mani/pedi as I was pulling out of my parking spot (no longer looking behind myself) and some dude jammed by me causing my driver-side rear bumper to rip off his whole rear-bumper fascia. I heard the noise and STILL didn't realize there was a car there - I thought I ran over something. It was another smaller SUV full of young Mexican dudes. None of which really had anything to say. I had to put the guys bumper fascia back on myself, they were all just standing there looking at the ground (admiring my shiny pedicure?) . I had a feeling my little g-string might have been sticking out of my jeans while I was bending over, so I exerted some brut force and shoved the bumper back on, basically told them they were cool with me (which they accepted lol) and split.
I've never been in an accident. At 16 and idiot hit me in a parking lot and busted my tail-light. When I was 25 I was the idiot and tapped a truck in front of me - luckily it was so light nothing happened except it ripped my front license plate frame from the mounts on my Jeep. I had wanted to take it off for months (which is illegal in CA) so I was kinda happy.
So today after my mani/pedi as I was pulling out of my parking spot (no longer looking behind myself) and some dude jammed by me causing my driver-side rear bumper to rip off his whole rear-bumper fascia. I heard the noise and STILL didn't realize there was a car there - I thought I ran over something. It was another smaller SUV full of young Mexican dudes. None of which really had anything to say. I had to put the guys bumper fascia back on myself, they were all just standing there looking at the ground (admiring my shiny pedicure?) . I had a feeling my little g-string might have been sticking out of my jeans while I was bending over, so I exerted some brut force and shoved the bumper back on, basically told them they were cool with me (which they accepted lol) and split.
I blame my bitchen sunglasses - the frames are so wide on the sides I can't see peripherally. Obviously neither of us were paying enough attention, but I'm very surprised I was involved. I was in a pretty Zen place after the leg massage, what can I say?
Holy crap. You are a frickin maniac. I can't believe you hit a car full of mexicans and then told them it was cool and split. LMAO...
ReplyDeleteI will have to try that one day. Of course, I have to remember to let my G-string hang out first.