So, I bought myself a BRAND NEW car... yey... no more hassels with trips to the dealer for repairs!
But that's not why there's a new episode....
Driving my car today, I was on assignment to pickup paper work relating to my job in Morristown, NJ. While leaving (~9am) and following the exit signs I come up behind an older domestic car (looking similar to a Grand Am). We were in a parking garage, one of the smallest I've been in. The domestic in front of me came through one of the passages in the maze of ramps in the garage, nearly cutting me off. As I approached behind her, she stopped, looked back to her right and I saw her reverse lights come on... my guess is that she wanted to pull into a spot that she had just passed.
Well, I'll ablidge, I put my car in reverse and looked behind me. That's when it happened....
THUMB!
FUCKING BITCH HIT ME! IT'S A BRAND NEW FUCKING CAR AND THE FUCKING MORON HITS ME, DOESN'T EVEN LOOK TO SEE WHO THE FUCK IS BEHIND HER.
This is the second time that shit has happened... first was in the Mercedes. Some ginnie looking hairy mofo in his Honda CRV pulls into traffic, panics when the cars are coming faster than he thought, floors it in reverse and hits me.
But really, back to today. I wasn't injured.. well, nothing serious. Damage to the cars was minimal. At the time of this writing, there was only a dent in my license plate. I'm going to the dealer for warranty stuff tomorrow and will ask them to see if there is anything else hidden that was damaged. The back of her car was fine as well, her bumper has those protruding license plate lights. One of those is what dented the plate.
Upon a walk around, I noticed something else that had eluded me. On the driver's side rear wheel there was white powder, similar to cement dust. Examining closer, there was road rash on the rim and

also on the body!

The architect that designed that parking garage should be shot! Seems that somehow, without ever feeling it, I side-swiped a column.... which totally doesn't make sense.
There's gotta be some sort of bad luck that I have with cars. Seriously.
For my next car, I gotta get a surplus HUMVEE. Purist beater if this is one.
Dough