that some bitch ran into the back of my PARKED car this morning at the servo. i'd just paid for petrol & gas and went out to find my bumper bar hanging off. "me! that was me! sorry!" she exclaims. "what happened?" i ask. "i don't know!" oh, right. fair enough! "what do you mean you don't know?" "well i was just drivin' in and i musta hit the accelerator instead of the brake". some other bitch (they were both feral) gets out of the car and looks at it, which has a couple of scratches and her left front light has been broken. then she looks at my car, which is massively dented, and the bumper bar is lucky to be hanging on. "oh well at least yours isn't as bad as mine!" she smiles. she's missing a front tooth. i get the details (amazingly the driver is insured) and then she takes off. i go to take off, and oh, what's that ear-achingly grinding noise when i move the steering wheel? it's the panel, scraping on something. so i can't drive my car, and i need to get to uni for an assignment. the lady who works in the servo informs me that a truck driver told her that this idiot of a woman drove into the servo at 20 or 30ks, not looking.
mum had to drive me to uni and now i've gotta spend two hours on public transport to get home as opposed to 35 minutes in a car