So I arrive at the clients address of a condominium and park in a designated guest spot.
Quick survey / sea trial of his little Crownline 260 deck boat and out of there.
Walk out to the parking lot to find my right rear fender scratched and torn.
Four guys standing around, nobody saw nothing.
No security cameras.
Looks like a $980 repair and I have a $1,000 deductable.
Get home late and the wife starts bitching at me about something I had no control over.
Some days I think God hates me.