Nutella Smeared Bumpers and Crazy Faces

maxi skirt: Nordstrom   sweater: VJ Style    necklace: DIY

 

So remember that time, like you know, a few days ago when I hit a deer and my glorious new car that I bought last year was smashed to smithereeeeeens and I cried like a baby. Well you are going to need to sit down for this one. So the other day I’m at work, and I get a call from Matt and he sounds a little worried.

 

Sir Matt: “So ummm, while I was parked on campus today, my car totally got rear ended, and the driver just took off and didn’t leave a note or anything.” 

….. my head was about to pop off like one of those Barbies that’s had its hair tugged and pulled on by a snotty nosed two year old one too many times. Guys, I was fuming. 

Me: “ Ummm, okay. Well is it bad?”

Sir Matt: “Well there’s a crack in the bumper now, and there’s definitely some streaks of color on the back of the car….and a dent.”

“ Okay….I’ll call you back.” 

Guys. I was PEEEIIIIIISSSSSSED. That’s two cars, two cars hit, in the time span of one week. Two of the only two cars that we own. Both of them. Dos. And I was doubly PEEEIIIIIISSSSSSED because our car was hit on the campus of a religious university…. one full of tens of thousands of Christians…. you know one that should be filled with nice good doing people. Good doing people that just hit cars and run. Soooooo cute.

 

Ten minutes later I get a call from Matt. 

Sir Matt: “ Hey good news, someone saw the guy that hit our car and wrote down his license plate number so the cops are getting all of the information to us so that the guys insurance can take care of it.”

 

Me: “Oh… well that’s better!” 

Another ten minutes after that I got this text. 

Sir Matt - So you are not going to believe this, the guy that hit our car just sent me a text and said this “Hey man so sorry I hit your car, looks like I owe you a plate of your favorite treats.” 

I just. I just cannot make this crap up.  

I’m sorry, but 1. You hit a person’s car and run  2. You get caught and don’t even acknowledge that fact that you tried to flee the scene of an accident that you caused. 3. You offer as restitution a plate of my very favorite treats?????  

Well let’s hope that treat is a hundred jars of Nutella that I can sell on the black market for moolah, because smearing Nutella all over the bumper of my car just isn’t going to cut it….perhaps smearing Nutella on my face could solve the majority of the problem, but I digress.