She said her foot had slipped off the brake. I believed her, being the shaking of my truck was minor. I told her since not much damage was done, to not worry about it, since my truck is over 10 years old, and a couple of scratches wouldn't even be noticed. However, she had what appeared to be her daughter in the car, and she asked her for a piece of paper and something to write with. She gave me her name, address, and phone number, just in case I wanted to get the bumper fixed. She said her husband worked overseas, and would be back in about a week, and he was the one that normally handled situations like that (wonder how many she's had?).
Now comes the pathetic part of this post...
The woman was pretty "hot" in my opinion. For some reason, the main thing that was going through my brain was to tell her, "Don't worry about it. Just stop by my place this Monday or Tuesday during "school hours", and we can settle this in a special way, and be even steven!"
If my inner thoughts weren't pathetic, not sure what is!