A woman impaled her small foreign car on my trailer hitch. When I got out of my truck, I was annoyed. When I realized all the plastic debris, broken turn signal lenses and bent up bumper was hers, my mood improved instantly. She apologized profusely as she got out of her car, but turned silent when she saw the damage to her car's front end. It was rush hour; we were holding up traffic. I told her my truck was undamaged and left. Always wondered how she explained the considerable damage to her car to her spouse, or her insurance company. Imagine it went something like this, "I was shopping in Freddies. When I came out, some inconsiderate jerk had backed into me and left. Didn't even leave a note. Can you believe..."

Think I'll leave that hitch on a bit longer.