In October 2016, I was at a restaurant on the coast with a very small parking lot. After dinner I came out to the Tesla and found the following note. The person even knew that my name is “owner”.
The ding on my car was quite small and the only real way to repair it would be to get some touch up paint. So I ordered the touch up paint, and the kind doctor who dinged my car sent me a check for the paint.
As I’m sure with many people, getting around to small unimportant tasks like fixing a ding in your car may take months before being executed, I had the little container of paint in my junk drawer in the kitchen. Overtime after that junk door was opened, a chemical smell came out of it. It took me a while to figure out that this little jar of paint truly reeked. I moved the touch up paint to somewhere in my garage. I have to admit now a year and a half later, I have yet to “repair” the tiny ding, or even notice its existence.
We are having so much political turmoil in the United States, and climate change is exacerbating the wildfires here in California. In order to balance the news, I thought a post of such a considerate gesture on the part of a stranger was a good idea.