My brand new car got a huge door ding because a buffet bandit needed 5 feet of clearance to get out of their fucking seat. Have I mentioned I HATE FATS? I have been out of town on a business trip and got to fly home today. My excited mood was quickly stomped on when I got back to my car at airport parking. I walked around to the passenger side to put my suitcase in the front seat when FUCK. A massive door ding in my brand new car. Lined up perfectly in color and location with the door of the car parked next to me.. Fuming, I looked in the car's window and saw all the signs of a fat: the car was trashed, filthy, fast food bags and containers littering the floor, and the driver seat was pushed ALL the way back (in a roomy Cadillac). I had left PLENTY of clearance for this beast to open their door without slamming into my door. PLUS, if you're gonna damage someone's car, don't you at least leave a note, or at the very least move your car if you're trying to evade taking the blame?!? Inconsiderate and lazy, classic fucking obeast. Your fat doesn't affect me though right? Thank God I have the door ding repair coverage but it's never gonna be perfect.