Damn Damn Dammity Damn!!

Bad Day Alert! I went down to order my new business cards to have for my conference attendance next week to the shopping center near my house. While in there, for about thirty minutes or so, my car rolled out of its parking space & hit another person's truck, damaging both our bumpers a bit. It looks really suspicious-- my car was STILL IN GEAR-- there as a tiny very mild slope. It was in its spot when the guy whose car mine hit parked (he remembered seeing my car). On the front drivers' bumper of my car, there is a white scuff mark paint splotch that was NOT there before. So what really it looks like happened is someone else whacked my car a little bit and pushed it into rolling. And THAT someone did not have the decency to sit there and wait-- which is what I did. So now my insurance is going to have to pay for the damages. MAYBE if the police officer who we pointed out the weird skid mark on the ground & the scuff on my bumper puts in his report that he thinks someone else hit me, I can get some payment because of the "hit and run" nature of the incident. But it's up to him whether he puts that in there... whether he thinks that sounds like what happens. Man oh man oh man does this SUCK!!!!!!!!

I've never in my life had anything nicer than a "college student's" starter car. The Mistubishi is the nicest car I think I've ever even frickin' driven, and now someone comes in and bumps me and makes my car bump another and screw up both our days.

At least the guy in the truck was really nice about it. His wife & young son had to sit in the heat and wait while the police took there time getting there. So I feel really bad about it but it's not like I really did anything other than park my frickin' car in a reasonable place, and assured myself it was reasonably safe!!

When I was first walking out of the store with my cute little navy blue outfit I am going to wear to the conference (which was a bargain-- but has apparently cost A LOT more than the 20 bucks it initially cost-- cause if I'd have gone to my car right away and left, rather than go to the clothes store for 20 minutes, this probably wouldn't have happened) I was happy. I saw the green car whacked into the white truck and I thought for a sec-- wow, that sucks for someone. Then I realized, "wait. that's MY car." I haven't even had the damn thing long enough to recognize it as the rolling culprit!!!

Crap Crapitty Crap!!!!

So now I just don't feel like doing anything else other than lying on the couch feeling sorry for myself. Sigh. The damage isn't really THAT bad. But it's bad enough. It's my sweet pretty little new car!!!!!