This wasn't the post I had planned to write today, but then again, you never really plan on your bumper flying off of your car while going 75 mph in equally strong winds on the freeway, now, do you?
Oh yes, you read that right. Matt and I were on our way down to LA for our romantic pre-Valentine's date (we always celebrate a little early and/or late, and he'll be TDY over the holiday this year anyway), when suddenly, we heard a popping sound coming from the back of our car. It was followed shortly by another loud popping sound. I immediately thought we must have popped a tire and turned to Matt to ask what it was. "Um, that was our bumper," he replied, and explained that he saw it fly off in the rear view mirror. Can you imagine? Thank goodness there weren't cars close behind us.
Naturally, we got off at the next exit so we could backtrack and luckily found our bumper on the side of the freeway. And what do you do with a bumper that has fallen of your car? Why, you stuff it in the back seat of your two-door coupe, of course.
We were laughing hysterically at the extreme ghetto-ness of our situation, and we weren't about to let it ruin our day. So with our bumper in tow, we continued our drive and enjoyed our date. When we got to a posh mall later that evening, we decided to try stuffing the bumper in the trunk. You should have seen the looks we got. Priceless.
Unfortunately, it didn't really fit, so back to the back seat it went... and remains, until we figure out what on earth we are going to do with it. Since Google told me that it's mildly illegal to drive without a bumper in California, we're going to have to solve the problem soon. Trouble is, the repair could potentially cost more than my car is worth. Oh geez.
*PS: Once upon a time, four years ago, a lady rear-ended me in a storm during midterms. She got a ticket for it because it was obviously her fault, and I started to file a claim with insurance but never finished. I was so busy with school and work, and felt so bad because she obviously didn't have a ton of money, that I never got my bumper fixed. Instead, I just jimmy-rigged it back in place and dealt with the looseness and paint marks. Go ahead, ask me how much I regret that decision now...