Hitting Cars

I hit a parked car.

Blame Ryan Gosling.

I use the term "hit' loosely because it was more like "grazed" a parked car at Best Buy

SCENE: Best Buy parking lot

Motive: To buy Half Nelson Soundtrack(after seeing the really good movie)

Lets back up a little first:

After deciding today was going to be a movie day, the fam and I headed to Blockbuster to round up some movies. My brother picked Jackass 2, I picked a drama and horror movie, and my mom picked Half Nelson(because she saw Ryan Gosling on the cover).

Despite Gosling being on The Mickey Mouse Club(or was it Kids Incorporated) I think he's a pretty taltened guy. Not bad to look at, pretty good acting chops, yadda yadda.

The movie was good. Seeing Ryan Gosling as a Crack addicted history teacher was too much for me. Why didn't i have a hot History teacher growing up. My history teacher was nice, but he was also 45, overweight and not my cup of tea.

Ryan Gosling was hot, he danced (i am always a sucker for dudes who can dance), and his character was totally a guy i would date, minus the crack addiction. I like guys who know a lot about nothing. I mean i don't consider history nothing, but i dig guys who can tell a good story. Who reads biographies and whose passionate about things. Especially if they aren't things I'm technically as passionate about, because it makes it more fun to learn from him.

Any who. He was great, the movie was great, everything was great about it.

But the music was awesome. Broken Social Scene made me instantly want to have the Cd in my possession. I have a thing about buying full albums off Itunes. I like having some tangible evidence that i just bought something. I like the booklets that come with Cd's and looking at the pictures and reading whatever is in the booklet. It's my things, it's weird but it's my thing.

So after the movie ended i decided to go to Best Buy. I love driving, legal or not, it's a good feeling being behind the wheel. Especially with my music blaring, i feel like James bond...just in a caravan rather than a hot car. I especially like driving when i know where I'm going and what i am going to buy when i get there.

As i got to best buy parking lot i was looking for a really good spot, because deep down i am really just George Costanza in a Ramones shirt and jeans. Let's be honest. I saw a really good spot next to this other caravan, so i started heading to it, but the lady had her door open, just as i was about to inch my way in, so i made a quick turn into another spot. Problem is, I calculated the turn wrong and the next thing you know, there is this loud screeching noise as i am grinding against this big ol' truck

HOLY SHIT.

...Was my first thought. My second thought was did anyone just see that. I look to my left as an old dude totally is looking at me throw the window.

HOLY SHIT.

As i get out, the dude whose truck i just hit, comes walking up to his truck. Of course with my luck, i managed to grind this dudes truck while he was less than 2 feet away from me. GO FIGURE.

I instantly start apologizing. I mean it's the thing to do. He's looking pretty pissed as he examines the "damage". I also use this word loosely because to be honest it wasn't even a scratch, it look like a dirt smudge.

I couldn't believe my eyes when i saw it. It was this small smudge on the side of his car. He still was pissed though and his girlfriend looked on from the sidelines.

He kept repeating that i hit his car and that my turn was too sharp. I keep telling him a little paint here and there and you couldn't even tell. I laughed. He didn't.

Luckily, i am good at calming tense situations. Mainly because i prepare for them in advance.

First: Take complete fault for what happens: The moment you start blaming unseen forces are the moment things get bad. People hate excuses because they don't solve problems they make excuses for circumstances

2nd: Be in and out. When exchanging information, seem like you really care. I was willing to give the dude home and cell number just in case he needed to reach me. Trust me if he called, i wouldn't talk to him like old friends, but it was the point that i was willing to give him all the necessary information

3rd: if all else fails, smile. Trust me it will take you a long way.

Apparently this worked, because the dude didn't even ask to see my non existent license. Thank God.

He took my information, yadda yadda yadda, and then went inside Best Buy.

I instead went home, to my not so pissed mom.

And after all this, Best Buy didn't even have the Half Nelson Soundtrack( i waited at least an hour before returning)

Moral of the story, if i really want a Cd, I'll just buy it from the confines of my computer. Booklet or not.

Cd is pretty good though, sorry i went through all this trouble to get it.