The aches and pains of existence
There are very few things that truly piss me off. I'm usually quite laid back and easy going, but every now and then something comes up that pisses me off.
Someone last night decided to take their car key and along the driver's side of my car... They dug it into the paint and keyed my car. My car. Not theirs. Mine.
To anyone who thinks that doing such things is perfectly justified and even a little fun... I suggest you stop reading.
This is not fun at all. Damn things going to cost me at least a thousand to get painted because the little ass that did it dug it in so much that it's down to the primer. So now I have to repaint the whole car. If I could find the little punk that did it... I might seriously give him or her a good thrashing.
I don't understand why anyone would think that this is fun. Its not fun. It's defacing someone else's property. It's taking money out if their pocket's to fix it. Not in the least bit entertaining.
I have to go back to work and inform the insurance that the car got damaged. It's a shame that whoever did it didn't stick around to gloat because I'd have their ass charged with damage to personal property.
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