JDMR2

Fu**ing sh**ting c**ting bollocks.

It’s hard to put into words the feeling of anger mixed with sadness mixed with rage, but the sentiment above is a mild explanation of how I’m feeling right about now.

It actually happened. My pride and joy, the one inanimate object in my life that I care about as I would a family member, has been in an accident.

Whilst safely parked.

At work.

In short, the driver’s door has been totalled. I can only thank a divine being of your choice that it was only the door itself that was damaged.

Thankfully the colleague responsible admitted fault and is paying all repair costs. If this was a hit-and-run I’d confine myself to a padded cell to ensure I avoided a murderous rampage.

This is going to keep me busy for a while. Sigh.