Just Our Luck

Some days you get really lucky and find needle nose pliers stuck in the tire of your new car.   Two days later, our old car, "the civ", won't start.  Again.  Gotta love car drama.

What a Mass-hole!

We thought it was bad when someone tried to steal our car last fall,
damaging the side of our car leaving evidence of having used a crowbar.
We now use "The Club" every night. We're sooo cool!

We thought that all the little dings, bumper bumps, and scratched paint were rude
but that's just the life of street parking.

BUT THEN............

First thing Friday morning Matt and I were walking down the steet to the car
as I was about to drive him to his internship.

Jana: "Haha, check out that car! That sucks. Wait a minute, that's not our car is it?"
"Noooo, don't tell me that's our car. That's not our car, is it?!?!"

Matt: "Umm, that's our car."

Jana: "Noooo! Oh my gosh, that's our car!!!"

 

 

No note was left on the car.
Smash and run!
What a jerk.

Before moving to Massachuttetts we heard about Mass-holes,
but now we truely understand this nickname!
We're stuck with a hood that won't open or shut and a $2000+ estimate.

Poor little Civ. Poor us. Thanks a lot whoever you are!