I go into work today, everything is normal. Then my friend Stephen comes in and says. "Hey. You're truck is really clean. " Thanks. My boyfriend washed it. "Yeah, but what happened to the back bumper?" WTF are you talking about. "Oh. Someone hit your car. "
That's the conversation we had. W.T.F! Someone hit my car and ran. I hate people. Carl estimated the price to be about $250, which isn't too bad, but it's money we could have used on something else. Gosh. Fuck life.