We had a minor incident with the car this weekend. Surprised? I am not. We were washing it Sunday and noticed a huge scratch all the way down to the metal of the car. I of course, freak out. It is on the other side of the car. Not the side we are getting fixed. Perfect! Michael, of course, had a fit. We thought that someone hit us either at Wal-Mart (go figure) or Hy-Vee. At church we had parked on the end so no one could have hit us there. Target, we parked in the middle of nowhere and no one was surrounding us. That left Hy-Vee and Wal-Mart. My annoyance level reached a high point after that.
That is the story leading up to today. We had to take the car to the Doctor (That is what Jake calls it) to get it fixed from the other accident. As Michael was taking Jake's car seat he noticed something. There it was, on the table saw, red paint that matched our car. Turns out, Captain Car Lover Fanatic scrapped the car himself. He had moved the table saw on Friday to cut something and didn't move it all the way back. Thus receiving the huge scratch on the side of the car. When he told me, I busted out laughing. Not the reaction to have, but it was funny. Michael is so anal and OCD about cars. He usually is the one that tends to harm them. With his Stealth, he pulled out of his parent’s garage and forgot to move the grill and put a deep scratch along the passenger door. There was another minor scrapping accident with the LS too. Lucky for him, he asked the repair guy today if they could fix it for him. They said yes. It will only cost us $40 out of pocked. I still think it's funny.
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