Lets talk about the past hour of my life for a minute. I came home from work to find somebody working here at our house [this part was not a surprise but necessary information for the story]. Because I absolutely hate being home when others are here working, I walked in, said hello, and then decided I was going to go fill up my car with gas, replenish our liquor cabinet, and see what other shenanigans I could get myself into while I wait for them to be done working. Naturally I hop in my car, start backing up, and then suddenly….cruuuuuuuuuuuuuuunch. Turns out they had driven a car here and said car was parked in our driveway which I completely forgot about during the whole 2 seconds I was inside our house. Do you know how awkward it is to have to walk back inside your house and shyly say “uhhhh….I think I just hit your car”. Especially awkward when they think you said something to the extent of “I left my keys inside” and they respond smiling saying “Oh, I know I do that all the time!” After repeating for a second time, “No, I hit your car — I think you need to come outside”, they finally understood. Long story short I’ve spent the past 45 minutes on the phone becoming an adult [also known as filing a claim] and downing a beer in hopes I will forget this all even happened. Unfortunately the scratches and dents are still there, however this Modelo was on point.