The Rock

No silly not that big hunk of burning love Duane Johnson of WWF fame the big FUCKING ROCK that was flipped out by a lawnmower yesterday and chipped the paint on my car.  MY BABY!  You may or may not know just how OCD I really am about that car but just go with me I am.  So we are returning to work from lunch and all of the sudden somtething hits my side of the car (passenger) and almost scares the pee right out of me.  I open the door before Kerry can get her pulled over and immediatly spot the damage.  Of course I did, I rub that car down every time she leaves the garage.  OMG! OMG! I promptly stop the lawn mowing person who knows nothing.  He sends me just on the other side of the street and tells me that is the owner and to talk to him about it.  So I did just that.  Seems everything is ok they guy is going to pay it, whew that was tramatic.  Until the Police call.  Now that totally freaked me out. So we had to deal with that.  He called just to get a second opinion.  Doesn’t matter he is still fixing it.  🙂