This morning I woke up to my friend Rob’s phone call. After a pleasant morning chat, I wandered over to the window and saw my car, which had been looking just fine the night before, completely torn up. I thought I was hallucinating. I had not yet had any coffee, so this was entirely possible.
It turned out that I was not hallucinating.
Here is my car.
It was sitting on the street, properly parked, when apparently, the garbage truck hit it.
My insurance apparently doesn’t cover stuff like this. SO GLAD I PAY INSURANCE.
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