It happened today and I'm still a little shaken not stirred by the entire thing. The gin martinis very dry have helped. Especially the fourth one. I opened the trunk to put my laptop and some 12 packs of Coke in. Then I closed it. Why I didn't put the laptop on the passenger seat and the soda in its foot well is a mystery to me. The top was stowed, access was a breeze. I simply didn't no excuse offered no quarter expected. No white butler glove and no micro fiber towel you see. Oh my gawd! On the back upper edge of the trunk lid were 3 finger prints. Monterey Red is such a demanding mistress. I should have bought white. They could have been in some unseen and accumulated dust. I know I shouldn't drive the car everyday, but I do. Or maybe caused by grease from the chorizo, cheese, and egg burrito I had just eaten. Did I wash my hands? I just don't know. Can I sue that taco stand? I had my neighbor look at the car. He watches CSI and he confirmed they're finger prints. I sensed he felt I had let the entire cul de sac down? I trust him or I wouldn't have shown him the spots. But if he tells a soul, he'll have a dog doo brown bag flam bay on his porch I swear. I could take it to a detailer and have them professionally removed I suppose. But the car will never be the same. Would you wave at me if you knew? For the next few weeks, a Carfax won't turn up the damage. It is now or never. What do you think? Sell it or not?

 

Pour another martini... maybe another 4.

Then in the morning after you've slept it off go buy some microfiber towels and a spray bottle of quick detailer.

But of course don't take the Vette, if you take that out in public like that people will talk!

 

Greetings

You should sell it quick and by a mustang...... Then no one would notice.

regards

 

Calm down, calm down......wet sanding with 220 grit will get rid of any fingerprints or taco suace with just a few swipes!

 

I can't believe I read this thread.

 

Lay off the Coke.

The caffeine and sugar are getting to you.

 

I can't believe anyone would reply to it.

 

I like any solution that includes drinking more. Thanks for your support. And I won't take the car, you're right. Border Patrol would stop me figuring I was smuggling a salvage car to Mexico. I've decided to go out the back and into the desert trekking to a nearby park. With my shaker of course. From there I'll call for a taxi. Several bars on the way to Auto Zone if you take the right route.

 

Now you're thinkin straight, glad you calmed down.

 

Great thread.
Sort of Hunter S. Thompson meets Zora Arkus-Duntov at Charles Bukowski's bar.

 

 

 

If you're going to eat greasy Mexican fast food, remember to wipe your hands on your shirt front before touching the car.

 

 

If you didn't get even the slightest wisp of a smile from this, you could be stone cold dead? If you don't get it, thats OK. Maybe you prefer posts exposing the real life agony 'what color of Lloyd's mats should I buy'? Those aren't my deal. Have a martini or two then reread it. Life's road is short and offers too few opportunities to board the fun bus. Why not just get on? And don't forget to ask for a transfer pass.There might not be an end to the trail.

 

Yes, I got the humor and added a little of mine own. Apparently you didn't find it funny.

 

You would make a good writer for the local newspaper.

Warren