The Case of the Mysterious Car Damage
Fucking great. But now, you see, I am pissed. I am also very suspicious, since each time I received these car abuses I was parked in the same open spot next to a dedicated spot. This time, however, the car next to me is still there. Pretty easy to match up his doors to my marks. So, what the fuck? This guy some freak or something that gets home from work and is so pissed off he goes out of the way to damage the car next to him?
So, I am keeping an eye out now. Last night, I noticed another vehicle parked in the open spot next to this dude. The damager in question is not home yet. I walk over and check out this unsuspecting car in the open spot. No dents, no dings. Flawless. Mental note.
I get up this morning and the car is still parked there, I go check it out. Sure fucking enough, TWO HUGE door dings on this car now!! Coincidence? I think not.
So now, my vindictive side is out. The guy who is doing this must pay retribution. The woman of course is always fearful when I am in this mood. (don't worry honey, I am not going to do anything). Though, it would be a shame if this guys car caught on fire or something similarly bad. You don't screw with me and not get double your trouble back. It's just the way I am. (don't worry honey, I am just kidding...)
To add to it all, I went and purchased a new pair of jeans on my way home. Only, once I get them home I realize they are the hillbilly jeans with that stupid ass loop thing on the hip for a hammer or shotgun or something. *sigh* Guess it will give me something to do tomorrow when I go to exchange them.
Save me from this month. Please. Really.







