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Car Scratch Fever
Posted by Jacquie Bee
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11:20 AM
I came out of my house the other morning, pillow marks still clearly etched into my face, thinking the same thoughts I always think before going to work in the morning:
Need Coffee.
Must Win Lottery
I hope the dogs don’t eat my shoes today.
We need toilet paper.
I wonder what so-and-so meant when they said ________ yesterday.
Am I living an ethical existence? If not, should I be? Perhaps I should try hedonism on for size?
As I approached my car, which was parked on the street due to a shortage of driveways in Toronto, I noticed a white piece of paper under my wiper. My first thought was, thank god it’s not a yellow piece of paper because lord knows I don’t need another parking ticket. My second thought was, What have I done wrong? I’m not blocking someone’s driveway or parked in someone’s spot. What could it possibly say? I get to the car and read the note. It says:
I apologize. I hit your car this morning. I’ll be gone all day but here is my information. Let’s decide what to do later. Again, I’m sorry. Christopher B.
My reaction was a smile and a renewed faith in humanity. How many unsuspecting people leave their house or their office or the supermarket and walk to their car, perhaps making a mental to do list or pondering their existence, only to find some new scuff, scratch, or dent and no blessed note?
I’ve received nasty notes a couple of times in Toronto—once for inadvertently parking in front of someone’s driveway. (In my defense, there was a blizzard and the driveway was covered in 4 feet of snow so I didn’t realize that it was there.) And once I got a note for parking in the neighbouring church parking lot. This church is 2 houses north of my house and from time to time, if there is no parking for miles and I have a mountain of groceries to bring in the house or I’m only making a brief pit stop at home, I will park there. I don’t do it on Sundays or on Wednesdays (when they have an evening service) or on Thursdays (when the AA meetings take place) but from time to time it’s necessary. And on more than one occasion I have received the following note.
ILLEGALLY PARKED!!! Next time you WILL be towed!
I’ve often been tempted to leave a note on MY car retorting "I bet Jesus wouldn't tow my car".
After reading the lovely note from the mysterious Christopher B., I walked around the car looking for damage and found a couple of mild scratches above my rear left tire. Nothing major. In fact I’m not even going to bother fixing it. The bumper is plastic so it won’t rust and frankly, it’s almost a relief to have the first scratch out of the way.
So Christopher B, you’re off the hook. AND you’re a kind humanitarian who sets an example for everyone else. Thank you for your thoughtful note. The only question now is…Are you single? :P
Need Coffee.
Must Win Lottery
I hope the dogs don’t eat my shoes today.
We need toilet paper.
I wonder what so-and-so meant when they said ________ yesterday.
Am I living an ethical existence? If not, should I be? Perhaps I should try hedonism on for size?
As I approached my car, which was parked on the street due to a shortage of driveways in Toronto, I noticed a white piece of paper under my wiper. My first thought was, thank god it’s not a yellow piece of paper because lord knows I don’t need another parking ticket. My second thought was, What have I done wrong? I’m not blocking someone’s driveway or parked in someone’s spot. What could it possibly say? I get to the car and read the note. It says:
I apologize. I hit your car this morning. I’ll be gone all day but here is my information. Let’s decide what to do later. Again, I’m sorry. Christopher B.
My reaction was a smile and a renewed faith in humanity. How many unsuspecting people leave their house or their office or the supermarket and walk to their car, perhaps making a mental to do list or pondering their existence, only to find some new scuff, scratch, or dent and no blessed note?
I’ve received nasty notes a couple of times in Toronto—once for inadvertently parking in front of someone’s driveway. (In my defense, there was a blizzard and the driveway was covered in 4 feet of snow so I didn’t realize that it was there.) And once I got a note for parking in the neighbouring church parking lot. This church is 2 houses north of my house and from time to time, if there is no parking for miles and I have a mountain of groceries to bring in the house or I’m only making a brief pit stop at home, I will park there. I don’t do it on Sundays or on Wednesdays (when they have an evening service) or on Thursdays (when the AA meetings take place) but from time to time it’s necessary. And on more than one occasion I have received the following note.
ILLEGALLY PARKED!!! Next time you WILL be towed!
I’ve often been tempted to leave a note on MY car retorting "I bet Jesus wouldn't tow my car".
After reading the lovely note from the mysterious Christopher B., I walked around the car looking for damage and found a couple of mild scratches above my rear left tire. Nothing major. In fact I’m not even going to bother fixing it. The bumper is plastic so it won’t rust and frankly, it’s almost a relief to have the first scratch out of the way.
So Christopher B, you’re off the hook. AND you’re a kind humanitarian who sets an example for everyone else. Thank you for your thoughtful note. The only question now is…Are you single? :P
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