(Re-Clarifying the details due to people jumping down my damn throat)
Had dinner with a girl friend. Consumed 3 beers, a full meal, coffee, and ice water over a 2.5 hour period. After leaving and headed home, but decided at the last minute to stop by my local watering hole given it was still early.
Stopped at a local bar. Had a few beers and 2 shots. Struck up a conversation with the off-duty line cook, former Army Iraq Veteran. He used to own a Challenger, but had to give it back due to financial issues with child support.
I felt bad for him. Went out for a smoke. Let my kindness and the alcohol get the best of me and in a split second made the horrible decision to let him drive it "once around the parking lot" for old time's sake. Beyond Foolish of me.
He instead went on a 30 minute joyride through a vacant parking lot, cutting over to his house behind the strip mall and returned. Upon returning the skid pad was dragging and the bumper was visibly off kilter, bent by what appears to be getting caught on a curb/parking brick of some kind.
I confronted him and he denied any issue ownership. He then went inside, paid for my bar tab, and slipped out the side door while I was checking the car again. I then called and spoke to the helpful local police to document the details just in case. They arrived, I explained and apologized for wasting their time. They offered some sound advice and gave me a case number.
I called my cousin who arrived 2.5 hours later with duct tape and zip ties to get her road worthy, during this waiting period I ate, drank Pepsi, and contemplated this horrible night.
Yes I made a very stupid mistake. Yes I let my generosity get the best of me. Yes alcohol was a factor in my decision process. No I don't drink often. No I seldom go out anymore. Yes I learned a valuable lesson.
Banging my head against the wall for it. Paying for it three fold.
Live and learn.
The Aftermath:
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