Bought my new car less than a year ago, and already, I have not one, not two, not three but FOUR GODDAMN DOOR DINGS on the passenger side.
One is so bad it's like series of crosshatch scratches, like someone hit the same spot multiple times frjom different angles.
WHY DO PEOPLE SUCK SO FUCKING BAD. I can appreciate a door ding or two A YEAR. Not FOUR IN NINE MONTHS.
I can't tell if it's the assholes in our parking lot at work, or assholes here at my apartment complex. I'm so fucking tired of both living and working in a shitty area full of low life dirt bags who don't respect other people's shit. I meticulously park every time to make sure I stay within the lines and leave plenty of room for people. Why for the love of god can people not exercise even a fraction of the conscientiousness I do?
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. It's cosmetic so at the end of the day it doesn't actually affect my life. But I'm sitting here doing the math on what it would take to fix, and it's basically repainting the entire goddamn door for the low low price of more than $1k.
Whoever has been doing this shit to me, I hope the universe gives you what you deserve. Because if the reverse is true, and this is the universe giving me what I deserve then I hope it's at least equal in its sense of karmic justice.