I crashed my fucking car after just two days of having it 💀💀 luckily it’s largely just a couple cosmetic paint scratches that aren’t super noticeable, but I badly dented the side of my landlords tin tool shed.
Her brother does handiwork, so he should be able to do some panel beating and re-nail it down, of course I’ll be paying for that. She’s not too bothered, just happy I’m okay.
I’m so annoyed at myself but also can’t blame myself. This new car has completely different styles and placement of the hand brake and clutch, so when I pulled in, I instinctively reached for the old positions and got air. My brain malfunctioned and had to reset. Poor sleep previous night meant it took a bit longer to do so and by the time my brain went “oh yeah, that’s not where anything is”, I was already going into the shed.
AHHHHH, I will take this to my grave in regard to my coworkers, they would make fun of me forever for this.