Last week I took my car to the body shop for repairs. When I went to pick it up, I was told that the repairman had a very hard time with the work. My first thought, with my New York background, was that he would add to the price, but I was wrong. He charged me the same as the estimate.
Of course, now I have to go through all those feelings you have when you drive a car off the lot. It looks as good as new. Whenever another car gets too close, I get nervous. I'll feel this way until I get my first scratch.
I'm almost tempted to put a scratch somewhere just to get it over with.
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