Sometime on New Year's Eve or New Year's Day, someone did this to my car which was parked in front of my apartment:
They either hit it pulling into the spot next to me (most likely from the deep forward push inward of the dent) or, when backing out of a space from behind me. This is not even remotely a small bump, this is pure steel pushed deeply in, with embedded bits of what looks like black bumper rubber marring the whole surface. They also scrapped the back quarter panel as they came in, or when they backed out after hitting it. This is the driver-side wheel well and driver-side back quarter panel. They of course, did not leave a note or anything, so they commited a FELONY in the state of Florida by this act of Hit-and-Run. Of course, I'll probably never know who did it.
I did not find it until the 2nd because I did not go anywhere on New Year's Eve after pulling in about 7:30pm. (It poured unbelievably that night, so we scrapped our plans and stayed in) and we lounged around the house on the 1st. When I called the cops to report it, they said it was "too old" for them to come out and file an actual report. The apartment complex was like "oh so sorry, whatever."
I walked all along the complex last night looking for vehicles with black bumpers and white paint and/or damage to their passanger-side front (if they hit it pulling in) or driver side back (if they hit it backing up). You would not believe the number of vehicles that have plausable damage in those locations. My neighbors apparently all fucking suck at driving. I have something like a $1,000 deductable on my insurance so there's no way they're going to do anything for me. (Florida is a "No Fault" insurance state {which is such unbelievably utter bullshit, I won't even get into it now} meaning our rates are really, really high, hence the really high deductable. Basically, in Florida you throw money away every month to a legal scam called insurance company but can never, ever afford to put a claim in).
This will be the third time my car's been damaged - all three of which I was not even remotely at fault for and TWO of which happened when my car was parked and I was not even in it. (in addition to having my hubcaps stolen TWICE - one of which is still missing because I've not had the money to replace it) To date, the car has not been fixed once. Not once has an insurance company paid one red cent for the damages done to me. So my wonderful, once-beautiful $14,000 Mustang (that I worked my ASS off to pay for over four years) is now a literal peice of shit. The front bumper is ruined completely including broken headlight mounts (they point off all wonky), a completely torn-to-the-fiberglass rear bumper from the first time someone plowed their car into my parked car, and the driver's side is now smashed to hell in from this incident. It makes me so violently ill to think about it I seriously want to just die. I am so discusted by this whole thing I'm actually shaking as I type this. I just want to break down and cry.
I just don't even know what to say. I'm just stuck being fucked over by some spineless (and probably fucking drunk) asshole who fucking hit my parked car and just "oh well." fuck. It's shit like this that really makes me want to just die. Happy Fucking New Year to me.
~ flowers bloom near Memory and Dream
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