Sometimes you just have to say, “Shit.”

I got a couple of birthday presents this week, and one of them was some alterations to the front of my car. I only noticed it this afternoon, when I returned to my car as I was leaving work, so I thought it happened then. There are only three places I park and that’s the one that gets the most traffic. But when I got to the gym I found the missing part of my grill out in the street and I knew someone just backed into my car. And didn’t leave a note. Hooray.

Tonight burger club went somewhere WITHOUT burgers, Koi Studio {1}. I had a K-dog (the trucks are always out), Korean Fried Chicken, some sweet potato fries, and a chicken slider. I feel especially full, but I think that’s because the spicy food is trying to eat its way back out. Next time I think I’m going to try a Korean quesadilla.

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  1. OK, I know this sounds naive (and even stupid) but I am always so shocked when someone does something like this. Just run away from doing this kind of damage to someone else’s car? It just floors me. Assholes!

    Any cameras nearby? ATMs, etc.?

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