A Sad Day for Books (and other items) Everywhere

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So I started reading the Scorpio Races last night and got about 150 pages in. This book is AMAZING. I had a doctors appointment today, so I took the book with me to the car so I could read it while waiting at the doctor office (yep, just the norm right?)

So my 2 year old son is a wiggle worm and the door refused to unlock with my key fob, so, in frustration I tossed the book on top of the car, secured my son in his car seat, then jumped in the passenger side and we took off.

About 4 minutes down the road panic began to sink in: I left my book on top of the car! We dropped the kids off and circled back toward the house and there it was, in the middle of the intersection, still perfectly new.

Then a car pulled out in front of us and ran it over.

HORRIBLE START TO THE DAY! The cover sleeve is ragged and, upon inspection, the front cover is split into about four uneven sections. Other than that, and the black tire tread that lines the outside edge of the book, it survived. I am still reading it and am thrilled that it wasn't ruined but I feel so bad for my poor new book.

This is not the first time this has happened. A few weeks ago I left a cake on the roof of the car. I circled the block, and a mini van was parked on top of it. Not joking at all, the front right driver side tire was smashing the cake pan and icing was leaking everywhere.

Then there was my cell phone. I realized I left it up there immediately and had only driven maybe three feet. It was snowing and cold our so I backed the car up to grab the phone, and ran over my own phone.

Anyone else had this happen or am I the only person who leaves shit on top of the car?

[Tracy]

oh yes, my brother in law left his cell phone on top of the car and drove off. I saw him put it up there and said, "Hey, dude, your cell phone is up there." (This was after he's lost about 3-4 cell phones already) So, he gets all snippy at me and says, "No, it's not, I put it in the car."

We start driving and I watch it fly off the back and hit the trunk. My daughter goes, "Uncle H, something hit the trunk." "Probably a squirrel or something." (is that worse?)

When we get to wherever we were going, he's looking for the phone, in the car where he said he put it and I wanted to say I told you so so bad, but he already felt horrible. Besides, my sister made him feel really bad.

So don't feel bad, it doesn't happen to only you but I'm sure if someone told you you left something there, you'd listen. ; )