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I got out of my car this morning to see that, sometime over the course of the weekend, someone had scraped the front driver side of my car with theirs. It isn't an insignificant scrape, either. I had no idea, though, as I don't use my car tons and I had been around the back end of my car more than the front.
This was certainly something where, had I done it, I would have noticed and made some effort to let the owner of the other car know. But people today are assholes and just do shit without a thought about how it might affect someone else. That's what bothers me most - I can make my car look better, but my faith in humanity, shaken as it already is, has been knocked down another number of notches.
And now I have to try to make my car look better because I hate having it look like that. It looks like I don't care about it, when that is a dirty, dirty lie.
You suck, world. That and this sudden nausea. That can go away, too.
This was certainly something where, had I done it, I would have noticed and made some effort to let the owner of the other car know. But people today are assholes and just do shit without a thought about how it might affect someone else. That's what bothers me most - I can make my car look better, but my faith in humanity, shaken as it already is, has been knocked down another number of notches.
And now I have to try to make my car look better because I hate having it look like that. It looks like I don't care about it, when that is a dirty, dirty lie.
You suck, world. That and this sudden nausea. That can go away, too.