A few of my friends and I decided to try our hands at some
rock-climbing and mountain biking competition before the summer was
out. To that end we met up early one morning and I drove them up to
the Snow Bird ski resort. When we got up there we realized that
parking was going to be a problem because there were cars jammed into
each and every nook and sometimes two to a cranny. I drove around for
a bit becoming increasingly concerned we were going to be late and I
let the mountain biker with his bike out while we tried to find any
spot. We finally spotted one, or at least the notion of one between a
Hummer and a Jaguar. The space looked like we could probably fit in
there if the angles were just right. That was a incorrect assessment.
As I turned the corner to try and ease my vehicle in slow and gentle
my front bumper scraped the side of the Jag about most of the way
down. I must of turned the wheel the wrong way in my panic to escape
because it made it worse on the way out. I was almost paralyzed by
fear, that car was worth more than my whole life's earnings, savings,
and what my pieced out organs could fetch on the black market. .
.combined. While I was contemplating my fate the owner of the car
walked up and asked what was going on. He was a young man with a very
expensive euro-trash look to him. I don't mean that in a negative way
he just looked like he was a little svelte for an American and had a
lot of some sort of lubricant or binder slicking his hair his hair
strait back. He was also wearing some strait legged slacks and a
button up shirt, what I knew as church clothes, for a day up the
canyon so he just didn't fit in. He looked at the damage to his car
and looked unimpressed. In his heavily German accented English he
told me it was a rental for which he was not responsible and
therefore did not care that it had been damaged. He jumped in and
drove off leaving us plenty of room to park. I was so drained from
the near brush with certain financial ruin that I was not in the mood
to even go climbing but seeing as we had paid twenty five dollars for
the opportunity I felt compelled to at least try.
