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So I'm pulling into the bank just a half hour or so ago and was driving across the marked cross walk in front of the bank to park in a handicap space that's parallel to the front of the bank. That's right I park in the handicap space cuz I don't give a crap and it's just how I roll. So I cruise through and comes to a stop. So I'm just chilling checking out my maness in the mirror and decide fuck this I want to be in the other handicap spot closer to the door.

So I toss the car in R and while I backup some total assnozzle has the gall to walk behind my car and and walk sideways into my truck. Luckily I put my foot on brake and did not dirty my car with his scum, then to top it off he puts his hands on my truck and gives it the dirty. Fortunately for him I was not going fast or I'd have gotten him pretty good.

Afterwards, he didn't even know he walked into my trunk. I explained to him that he did, and he couldn't even hear me until I was only a foot or so away from him. Wasn't even looking as he walked up through a cross walk. I suggested that perhaps he should reconsider walking and that maybe it's come time for him to make other arrangements for transportation. He didn't like that much but fuck him if you walk into my car and put a hand print on it I get a free pass to tell you what's on my mind.

Oh well, my car is completely unhurt which is just more evidence that there's no such thing as Karma.

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