My father got home and I told him I walked in the rain. His eyes bugged out, and he basically said that he had no idea that it was such a big deal to me.
I guess if he'd known that he would have spun around and given me a ride; but whatever, ess allll good. Not like walking is going to kill me....although the passing cars could have.
At least I have a nifty story to tell about my zealous attachment to the little Benz. If this car is ever totalled, I am seriously going to cry...
@Saint: Yes, he realized how angry I was after he got home. Like I said though, it's all done and over with, I let off some steam (here on the forum, not to my father's face
) and things are back to normal.