My dilema
Friday
~astro test that i probably didnt do well on =(
~got to see Matt for a few
~went to Linz's house
~went to Sycamore plaza
~stopped at a stop sign where an older man BACKED in to me, then he got out of his truck to look at mine and says to me ,"theres no damage" (no sorry or anything) and gets back in his truck (btw im blocking him) so im like WHOA jerk, i still want you name and information just in case and he gives me this huge attitude (you hit MY truck you asshole!!) so i took my time so he'd have to wait forever while i moved my truck to unblock him, but before i left i say,"you know you could've said sorry, you hit my fucking truck." It took every ounce of self control to not flip out and mace the poor bastard. I had never been more infuriated by a stranger before.
~then went to northrigde, left my truck at the mall. Linz and i picked up her friend.
~Went to downtown LA (gross) to look for dresses, found one but they were closing.
~went to melrose, and just had fun looking around (i love urban outfitters)
~went to hollywood&highland (kodak theater) and thank god the Louis Vuitton store was closed otherwise i dont know how long we would have been in there.
~back to northridge and hung out with my mom and aunts for a bit (i cant believe my mom bought a Hermes bag!!)
~Matts house where i was dying of nasal congestion.
~HOME!!
***What a busy day....so my problem was...what do i do to the guy who chipped my paint? should i make him pay for it? of just leave it alone?
~astro test that i probably didnt do well on =(
~got to see Matt for a few
~went to Linz's house
~went to Sycamore plaza
~stopped at a stop sign where an older man BACKED in to me, then he got out of his truck to look at mine and says to me ,"theres no damage" (no sorry or anything) and gets back in his truck (btw im blocking him) so im like WHOA jerk, i still want you name and information just in case and he gives me this huge attitude (you hit MY truck you asshole!!) so i took my time so he'd have to wait forever while i moved my truck to unblock him, but before i left i say,"you know you could've said sorry, you hit my fucking truck." It took every ounce of self control to not flip out and mace the poor bastard. I had never been more infuriated by a stranger before.
~then went to northrigde, left my truck at the mall. Linz and i picked up her friend.
~Went to downtown LA (gross) to look for dresses, found one but they were closing.
~went to melrose, and just had fun looking around (i love urban outfitters)
~went to hollywood&highland (kodak theater) and thank god the Louis Vuitton store was closed otherwise i dont know how long we would have been in there.
~back to northridge and hung out with my mom and aunts for a bit (i cant believe my mom bought a Hermes bag!!)
~Matts house where i was dying of nasal congestion.
~HOME!!
***What a busy day....so my problem was...what do i do to the guy who chipped my paint? should i make him pay for it? of just leave it alone?