My cube-bud and I zipped out for a slice of pizza at lunch today. While we're waiting, we hear this LOUD crash/clanging noise! We look outside and there's a Rice-boy in a Mirage (that lime greenish color) opening the door and getting out of his car. It seems that he pulled away from the gas pump and smacked right into the 4' high, steel "NO PARKING HERE" sign that the corner convenience store uses to keep the lazy people from parking right in front of the door.
It put a NICE black swipe from the hood to the driver's side fender and a grapefruit sized DING where the corner of the sign itself came slicing down into the hood! I was loving it!
So what does the fool do? He picks up what was left of the sign and storms in the store... Jeremy and I walk down to watch the ensuing entertainment. Sure enough, he's inside screaming at the poor 18 year old punk who's working the register, I was dyin.
Eventually, he walked outside and chunked the sign (hammer-throw style, it was rather impressive actually), across the parking lot and ripped out of the parking lot as fast as his rice burner could take him. The guy inside was on the phone with the cops. I have no idea if they caught him (or even if they came to get him), but the whole thing was hilarious...