Recently I was leaving A.I. Friedman (the so-called department store for creative people) which is really the most awesomest store ever and if I got locked in there, I would die from all the fumes since I would try out every colorful, fancy marker in the place. Anyway, I was heading back to my car and then I suddenly stopped.
“What?” said 4-year-old Summer.
“I mean shoot. Look at our bumper. Someone slammed into us. See where it’s all scraped. And they must have just driven off. I can’t believe it. I can’t believe someone would do that.”
Summer said nothing. She must have been mulling over the gravity of the situation and figuring out how we could seek retribution for this outrage.
While I stared at my bumper seething and Summer kept pondering, another shopper walk by and said…
“Oh someone hit me. Look at my bumper. It’s so messed up. It looks horrible. And they just drove away. I can’t believe it. I was in there for 15 minutes.”
So the woman said, “Where’s your car?”
“Right here,” I responded, pointing to my Toyota Sienna dream minivan which now looked a bit shady.
“That’s not your car. That’s MY car.”
I suddenly realized that I’m staring at HER gold Toyota Sienna. Mine is parked a few spots down. Wow, her bumper looks like crap.
I don’t remember exactly what I said but I know it went something like this…
“What? Oh my gosh. You’re right. This is your car. I got confused. Mine’s parked right there. Same color and everything, I’m so happy. I mean, I’m sorry about your car. Looking like it does. Not that it looks that bad. Because it doesn’t. I’m sure you love your car. We’re like gold minivan buddies! Three cheers for minivans!! Or not. Because they’re super lame. But roomy! With great sliding doors. ANYWAY, I’ll get out of your way so you can leave. Bye.”
Oh my god. She probably thinks there is something seriously wrong with me.
We left. Quickly. In our car. The one with the very nice bumper.
mama bird notes:
This post was sponsored by Allstate insurance. Don’t worry. They didn’t tell me what to write. They just asked me to write about something driving related. And I said, how about something dent related?
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