Today AAH, who got her drivers’ licence last September [holy cow it’s been almost a year!] bumped into a car in the Kringlan mall parking lot and left a scratch on the bumper of a Citroen Picasso.
She came home looking decidedly deflated and admitted the mishap to her mama. I went out and checked the bumper of our car and didn’t see anything too startling, just the usual gallery of scratches and nicks accumulated over nine years of ownership. She reported that she’d left a note on the windshield of the other car with her phone number on it, in which she apologized profusely and invited the owners to get in touch with her.
Incidentally, AAH had a similar episode last winter when she was driving her [now ex-] boyfriend’s car and got caught on an icy hill. She slid backwards and into the bumper of another car, then called me in a panic because she couldn’t get up the hill and her bf’s car was effectively stuck on the other guy’s bumper. She left a note at that time, too, and the guy called her the next day and showered her with such praise for her honesty and integrity that she was high on it for days.
This evening, meanwhile, she moped around a fair bit, remarking how she wished they’d call and either take her to task for the scratch, or absolve her of her crime. She mentioned it around three times. Clearly it nagged away at the poor child.
An SMS came at around 10 pm:
No problem about the car, you can hardly see it. 😉
Keep on being so honest. 🙂
Yours – the Blue Picasso
Seriously, I don’t think I’ve seen the girl beam so brightly since … well, the last episode.
Now my only concern is that she’ll start perfecting the art of leaving minor dents in the bumpers of other people’s cars.
IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL OUT THERE
And I’m feeling so lame for not being outside RIGHT NOW taking in the gorgeous hues of the midnight sun here in the west end of town, where it is at its most gorgeous. But the truth is I’m sooooo tired and can’t wait to crawl into bed with a good book. So on that note: overandout. Temps 10°C [50F], sunrise was at 2.57, sunset at 12.03 [tomorrow] AGAIN!
PS – just have to share this for those who understand a bit of Icelandic … it’s by Lára Hanna, one of this country’s most prolific and energetic bloggers, who is taking a break from blogging [hopefully just a holiday] and left us with this little medley. It features some choice phrases uttered by some of the more prominent players of the meltdown [most notably Doddsson and Geir H. Haarde] set over the song Gangsta’s Paradise. Classic!
PPS – Take note: this is the first and probably last time there will be smilies in the post.