Stupid Fender Bender
There’s nothing worse than that sinking feeling when something goes wrong and there’s nothing you can do to fix it. The flight or flight mode in your brain is triggered and you immediately want to run. Then reality hits and tells you, sorry, there’s no getting out of this one.
That’s exactly what happened to me this week, when I reversed into someone’s parked car at my client this week. My heart sank as I thought of the money I’d just sent up in flames.
But on a brighter note, I then had an excuse to eat cupcakes the next day.