Whether you are going to apologize or not, I want you to know you are forgiven. You certainly aren't the first to leave an indelible mark on Holly Honda, and likely, you won't be the last. But my heart breaks just the same... and, it's not breaking for my car, sir. It's breaking for you...
Friday, April 23, 2010
to the man in trader joe's parking lot
Sir, we were both standing right there. Obviously the dent in my car is from your car door and the white paint is from your shiny little car. This all happened when you were opening your door to unload your groceries. I don't so much care that you have left a dent in my car that will cause me to remember this day for many months to come, but I care that you would stand there and lie to my face shirking all responsibility of this unfortunate event. And, I'm sorry you feel you need to lie about it.
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