As I was driving to work on Thursday, April 18, I approached a red light. I stopped, like any normal person would. Well, guess who didn't? The person behind me. I think he may have come to a complete stop and his foot may have slipped off the brake, but I am not giving him any benefit of the doubt. He hit my car!!! As soon as I was given the extra inch boost and a thud rang in my ears, I immediately freaked out and jumped out of my car. I told him to back up and all I could see was an imprint of his license plate on my bumper. Luckily I had a shirt in my car. I grabbed it, wiped off the bumper and saw nothing. The dust wiped away clean. I was mortified. I get back into Suki (the car), and attempt to drive while my leg is shaking faster than a Richard Simmons workout. This was the day I picked up Antibelle and Cable Guy from the airport. This was the first time Antibelle saw my car, and what if, just what if this douche planted a dent in my rear? Luckily that was not the case. He may have bumped my trunk, but he didn't have enough varoom to dent my rear.
CAUTION: Red light specials and not paying attention can make you tap that ass!!
