The past 24 hours has been hard on my car. Yesterday, while driving back home from the mall, my husband and I were stopped for a few seconds because it was rush hour traffic. When we were just about to keep rolling forward, we felt a massive jolt and realized that we'd been hit by the woman behind us. We pulled onto a quiet side road and to exchange information. To expediate the process, she gave us her business card. After assessing the damage (everything looked fine), we were on our way. I turned to my husband and remarked at how little damage had been done. He mentioned his neck was a bit sore, to which I responded by pulling out her card and drawing attention to her profession. She happened to be a massage therapist.
Jump to this afternoon, we went outside to head out to Subway for lunch and noticed something rather odd. Our car appeared to have one too few windows. Overnight someone had smashed out the driver's side window. The odd thing though, was that nothing was stolen. The hockey inline skates, the Easton hockey gloves, tennis rackets - none were stolen. We did however find traces of a glass hashpipe that must have been used to smash the window.
The window has since been replaced (Speedy Glass lives up to their name) and we're $300 poorer than we were this morning, but it could have been a lot worse.
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