The next-door neighbor kid got a car recently. It’s a 2-door Camry, but there are scrapes on both sides. I keep thinking he’s going to hit my car, since he parks in the spot in front of me and gets pretty close. Today I found my license plate holder is cracked and the paint on the front bumper is crackled. If he doesn’t fess up, I’m just kind of hosed. I called next door and asked his mom if she knew anything about it. She told me she knows her son is a bad parker (sometimes he’s feet from the curb) but she also knows that it could have been someone else and neither of us can just blame her kid.

Arrrgh.

Oh, well. It’s just a bumper. I guess I don’t have to pay several hundred dollars to get it fixed.