I’m not complaining. When things are you’re own fault, you can’t complain – but you can set matters down in a factual manner and appreciate it if people find it in themselves to be sympathetic…
I crashed the car.
Honestly – once while cutting up someone in heavy traffic in Ipswich and then again in the same embarrassing circumstances on the roundabout not 200 yards from my front door. The second incident, on the very evening before the accident repair people were due to start fixing the first dent.
I am very sad about all this – not that I have any right to be. But I love my little Mini and very sorry for itself it looked with its door all bashed in and the graphics scratched off. I felt that the least I could do for it, before it went off to to the repair shop, was replenish it’s card boxes.
If you’re not familiar with these, they are little plastic boxes placed at strategic points on the sides and back of the car containing my business cards. At least it went off with a full set.
I miss them. I miss the Mini. I am driving round in a grey Vauxhall Corsa with no card boxes. It’s not the same.
Then I got a speeding ticket (I said I wanted sympathy). In fact it was as I was casting around for something to prop up my smile that I received a call from a young man named Adam. He had a card. He had seen the website. He thought it looked brilliant. He wanted to know more.
“That’s great,” I said, attempting to lever up my enthusiasm to match his. “And what do you do?”
This is what Adam said: “I’m a paint sprayer. I’ve been spraying your Mini. I took one of your cards. I hope that’s all right.”
Yes that’s quite all right. In fact if Adam turns out to be really good, he might just earn me enough to pay next year’s increased insurance premium.
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