So while i've been looking for a house, doing paperwork, and closing (today) I've been living in a hotel for the last 6 months....my last day in it. Haven't had a problem up until now. I go outside, and jumping out at me like a pissed off grasshopper is a nice red gash on my driver side rear door, clearly caused by someone opening their door too hard. It wasn't too bad, can be buffed out, i was pissed but not too worked up, but something tells me to go check the other side. Sure enough on the front pax door, a big fat gouge, covered in white paint from the POS van next to me, taking paint off and leaving a small dent. It wasn't like i was parked off to one side of the parking spot, i was about as perfectly centered as centered(ish) gets. And even if someone does park like crap and its inevitable to hit them, at least do what everyone else does and open your door softly and set it against the car gently. Don't be an asshole and FLING your door open like you're running from the cops. Just because you drive a piece of crap that no one cares about, doesn't give you the right to not care about any other car. If anything its the other way around, but I digress. Just because you gave up on life and either had a million kids and/or bought the $1000 special at your local mexican-used-car-lot, doesn't mean the rest of us dont splurge a little on a place we spend a decent chunk of our lives. If its not yours, be careful. That vengeful part of my brain really wanted to take the paint scraper out of my toolbox in the trunk and just have at his POS car, and then dump salt-water on its new wounds. But I didn't, I settled for cursing and glaring and remembering that I have touch up paint. Sucks when no one is there to yell at, but if you see an offender, feel free to verbally (or physically, whichever floats your boat) rip their head off. Thanks and have a great day.