I was backing a van I had impounded into our yard, when I noticed the driver's side of my truck was too close to the fence. I tried to brake, however, our entire yard is one big layer of ice. So my truck slid and I took the driver's side mirror off with the fence.

Unintentional, and no big deal. I just replaced it with the mirror from our plow truck. An hour later I was backing out of one of our accounts when I took the replacement mirror off with a mailbox.

I'm not a superstitious man, and I know I'm at fault of being over confident in my ever increasing abilities as a wrecker driver. Now that I've calmed down over it, I just find it very humorous this all took place at the very beginning of (dun dun duunnn!!) Friday the 13th!

I am upset that, without both rearview mirrors, I can't legally tow. So my shift's ended extremely early.

Oh well, there's always tomorrow night.
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There is no Hank. You are Karl. Make your own list as you see fit. Eat as many wieners as you want, any way you want, even with a large group of consenting individuals if you want! Take pride in your wiener-eating. Make up large, elaborate ceremonies revolving around the kissing of your own ass, having them photographed and videotaped by the media if possible.