Cursed Driving

I don't know what's going on but it seems like I am cursed every time I get behind the driver's wheel lately.

Some morning this week, I hit a co-workers car while pulling into a parking spot. It wasn't so much a hit, more like a bump. My car looked fine and it looked like hers was fine except paint flakes. Now, she's claiming I caused body damage and wants to go through my insurance. I'm waiting for the assessment. Man, my car insurance will kill me this year (between the accident that wasn't my fault and this accident that is my fault)! I'm happy that I'm getting driving glasses because it has gotten to the point where I hate the fact that both east and west have four letters and end in "st".