My evil car
[Karma and Ixia cofronting]
My housemate/mother ran into my car over the weekend, and it's somehow all my fault.
It is, of course, not her fault that she was blazing out of the garage too fast to notice my car. It is, of course, not her fault that she didn't notice the 8' wide and 4' tall big blue object *maliciously* sitting inert in the driveway.
It is, of course, my fault for not bitching out the guy who does her leaves because he parked his truck in my usual spot, and not picking up the ton of steel trailer her contractors left in the other "typical spot for cars."
It's so clear now. Thank you, Arisia for openning my eyes.
It's my fault for assuming that more than thirty years of experience in driving would lead you to being even competent enough at it to actually be watching where you're going.
And, she didn't even call to tell us she'd hit the car! Like a couple hours later, she calls up to ask us to give some list to her contractor. Then, kinda offhand, was like, "Oh, by the way, I hit your car," and then decided to lecture me over it!
Thankfully, she doesn't seem to have done more than scrape up my right rear door and take a little chunk out of the fender.
My housemate/mother ran into my car over the weekend, and it's somehow all my fault.
It is, of course, not her fault that she was blazing out of the garage too fast to notice my car. It is, of course, not her fault that she didn't notice the 8' wide and 4' tall big blue object *maliciously* sitting inert in the driveway.
It is, of course, my fault for not bitching out the guy who does her leaves because he parked his truck in my usual spot, and not picking up the ton of steel trailer her contractors left in the other "typical spot for cars."
It's so clear now. Thank you, Arisia for openning my eyes.
It's my fault for assuming that more than thirty years of experience in driving would lead you to being even competent enough at it to actually be watching where you're going.
And, she didn't even call to tell us she'd hit the car! Like a couple hours later, she calls up to ask us to give some list to her contractor. Then, kinda offhand, was like, "Oh, by the way, I hit your car," and then decided to lecture me over it!
Thankfully, she doesn't seem to have done more than scrape up my right rear door and take a little chunk out of the fender.