So I'm parked at Superstore this afternoon, just ready to leave after getting my stuff, when a filthy old grand prix pulls in beside me, at an angle of course, not straight. Next thing, three people pile out, and then I feel a bump as one of their doors clunks into my car. So I get out as they're walking away, and make it clear I'm examining my door. I yell at one of them to watch their door next time. She looks back, blank, brainless look on her face. No question, no apology, just nothing.
I look at their car. Covered in salt and dirt, junk all over the interior, right side mirror is missing, one corner is severely dented, small dents all over, etc.
Why is it always someone in a shitbox who does this? Hell, I drove an old shitbox when I was younger, but I always respected the other guys' car. This kind of thing absolutely drives me nuts.
I've always maintained my cars meticulously, (with the exception of the shitbox)and have been accused of being fanatical. I have an '07 CRV which gets hand waxed and polished a few times a year. I notice every little scratch. OK, so I'm a little anal...no doubt there. I dunno, I just almost lose it with people like this... Just venting a little.
