So let's finish off the 4th of July story. I left off with us leaving the hotel and going across the street to a MUCH BETTER hotel. JC went in to get us checked in and I headed back to the good ole crappy hotel to return the second key that was still in my purse. I didn't want them to have any reason to charge us for anything!!
When I got pack to the new hotel I parked and proceeded to look through my purse for the receipt for the good ole crappy hotel. I left the car running because I wasn't sure JC would get a room. While I am practically inside my purse looking for the receipt JC knocks on the window and says we are checked in. I turn the car off and get out feeling totally stressed that I can't find the receipt - I hate losing things. JC says he didn't get a receipt from the new hotel either - they must give it at the end.
So now I'm feeling better about things and we go up to our new room. It is sooooo much better and we get breakfast in the morning! I am finally starting to relax. JC and I are chatting and getting ready for bed and he hears a car start up. He goes to the window to check - it's another car from the track. All of our cars have custom exhaust - we like to think of this as a built in alarm system! Who knew I would actually love the way my car sounds - she purrs!
So I head into the bathroom and the phone rings. Always a weird thing to have the hotel phone ring - makes you think, who knows we're here? :-) I hear JC say What?!! We'll be right down. He tells me my car has rolled into a truck! Holy crap, we haul ass downstairs.
And there before us is my car getting way to up close and personal with a truck. The guy that saw it happen said he wondered what dumb ass couldn't drive. I am saying many profanities and trying not to cry. JC is telling me it's ok, it's ok. The hotel attendant goes to get the owner - turns out he's living there because a pipe burst in his house and he's renovating. He was very nice about it and we waited for the police. It was his company's car and there was very little damage but we had to get the police report for insurance.
Surprisingly, the police showed up within 10 minutes. I was impressed for the 4th of July. The cop asked us which one of us couldn't drive. At least he was funny. He also wanted to know if the car had been drinking. Ha ha ha, very funny.
When it was all said and done I was embarrassed, mad at myself for being distracted and not setting the ebrake when I was searching through my purse, and royally pissed off that I had messed up my car. That's just extra money out the door. JC was wonderful about it and kept saying it was no big deal. I look at my bumper every day and just keep thinking Grrrrrr. So now, not only do I have an ass crack but I have a cracked ass!
At least we can say the 4th was memorable!
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