Yesterday I parked, went up to jin shin, then as I was coming out of jin shin and going next door to get my hair cut I saw that some idiot had dented my car - it was the sidewalk side, above the door handle - so a deliberate punch or perhaps the hadlebars of a bicycle. Sean and Kevin came out and looked at it and said it looked like a prime candidate for the paintless dent removal. I had my doubts as it's a complicated area, there, but I hoped. Sean said, "At least it doesn't affect your driving so you don't have to get it fixed right away." I was horrified, "Of COURSE I have to get it fixed IMMEDIATELY." Sean said, "We're shocked that you are SO SHALLOW." Then every five minutes as he was cutting my hair he'd remind me about the dent and I'd scream - it was really funny, actually. I love those guys.

Today I went stomping about getting estimates, and the paintless dood said it was a bit beyond their scope (I figured). He mentioned body shop X, I said I usually go to Y, and he said Y is equally good. I hadn't been going to return to my body shop as I had overspray last time - besides, I had them because they were on the way to my mum's house. I did, however, return to them. It's always nice to have cultivated a car place so they know you, I suppose. They will drop my car off, which is helpful, and give me a ride if I need one when I leave poor Sha there. Sux to have to pay a huge amount of money because of some horrible asshat, but I don't have a choice - or, rather, my choice is to suffer the visual and emotional blight or pay a lot of money.