The Big Cover Up

Posted by Suzy Vitello Soulé on September 2nd, 2009 at 05:51 AM |

The big cover up!

Monday morning last, I stumbled across my lawn in the usual fashion—briefcase, purse, gym bag and sloshing coffee—and lo and behold, my car had become a canvas for a knife-wielding punk.  “Malicious mischief” my insurance claim would later call it.  At that moment, I had other words for it.  Both doors had been deeply marred with four-letter words, and one side offered the sentiment, “I love war.”  The rear of the car had been sliced through the middle in one long stroke.  Ten years in this house and never had anything like this happened.

After filing a police report, initiating an insurance claim, getting a body shop to detail the two thousand plus dollars of repair required, my rage had spilled over into sadness.  My sweet husband had affixed copy paper over the offending words, and then spent the day hunting up temporary remedies to lessen the blight.  To no avail though, the cuts were deep.

Laura suggested that maybe this was the time for car magnets, and I had been pondering the idea as well.  Why not.  After all, Honda Elements like mine are often seeing zooming about town with signage of some sort.  I e-mailed a guy I’d met at a networking event not long ago, and, voila, in less than 48 hours my lemons became, well, if not lemonade, at least seltzer with lemon squeezed in.  My car now sports band-aids for the cause!

I still would like to get my hands on the punk, though.