The Accident

A few weeks back I had a car accident.  Nothing serious -- just me, an icy road and a tree.  The tree won.

Anyway, I took the car in to be repaired and a week later was able to pick it up.  I wasn't able to get to the auto body shop until just before closing time -- 5:30 -- which, of course, in December means it's already dark outside.  After paying the bill, I walked outside to retrieve my car.

I walked up and down the parking lot trying to locate my vehicle, but couldn't find it.  I was starting to get a little panicky.  The horn button on my key fob doesn't work, but I realized I could at least hit the unlock button, and my lights would come on -- that way I'd be able to see where it was parked.

When the lights came on it was only a few feet away!  I had walked past it twice and didn't even recognize it.  IT WAS SO CLEAN!!!  When I opened the door to get it, I was met with the most pleasant scent.  It was obvious the inside had also been cleaned!!

Apparently when you take your car to an auto body shop for repairs they clean it up for you.  Who knew?  This is really good news for a procrastinating car-washer like myself.

I may have to have car accidents more often.

Dixie