While I was sleeping

When I was in school, I wrote a lot of essays which ended with "Thank goodness it was just a dream" or "I woke up, relieved. It was just a dream" To prevent such lame endings to my post, I'll state here right now that what you're about to read (if you choose to) is a dream. Nothing else.

So, I was sitting in Ketsbaia waiting for the light to turn green, when suddenly, an old beat up car, it's side view mirror precariously hanging on to it's life came from the across the road and tried to squeeze in on my left, on it's way to goodness knows where (it was on the wrong side of the road, so it took me by surprise) The driver naturally misjudged  the available gap and there was a loud screechy noise, a bang and I could see the slow, unrehearsed moves of the driver, an indication of someone who had just braked with all their might. I knew I had been hit. The driver of the other car panicked and backed up. Another loud screechy noise ensued.

Shaking like a leaf I got out of Ketsbaia, inspecting the damage. So did the other driver, a harassed looking lady in a floral blouse and brown skirt. There were dents on my car, and a part of him seems to have been torn off. I walked towards the lady asking her for her insurance information. She kept quiet. I asked her for her name instead, and she was still quiet. I didn't know what to do. Suddenly she walked up to me with a piece of paper, put it in my hand and left.

On it was written the recipe to repair dents without going to the workshop. Apparently, all you need to do is to crush some of the mini peanut puffs (see picture), and add them to  some materials we use to make car paint. (I work in an automotive paint factory, so I know the ingredients when I see them) and voila, you've got material durable enough to fix your dents and patch up broken bits.

Yeah, looks like I am married to my job!