I survived my second set of law school finals. I now have to wait approximately 8 weeks to find out my results. Don’t they realize that I am not a patient person?! I’m now enjoying two weeks off before I start my summer term. It feels so good. Except…
On Saturday morning, I stepped outside with Georgia for her morning business to discover that the back windshield of my car was broken into millions of little pieces, and there was a gaping hole in one side. The cause of said hole was a 4-5 inch chunk of pavement sitting on the floor behind the driver’s seat. Honestly, who throws a rock at someone’s car? I was so mad.
I hope the thrower really enjoyed his or her 30 seconds of kicks from that, because it cost me several hundred dollars to replace and took up about a day of my time between calling in a police report, calling the insurance company, calling the glass repair place, waiting around for the repairman to come, and waiting around the rest of the day when he discovered that he had originally brought the wrong glass and couldn’t return until evening. All in all, it was a pain in my butt. It’s fixed now though, so I’m not going to let it ruin my time off. Just wondering, is it vengeful of me to hope that the rock thrower’s own windshield gets smashed at some point in the near future?
