But not because I was trying to get out of anything. The garage valet parked someone really close to me and the rubberized part of my wheel well gouged a line down their door. I waved over the attendant, who filled out a form, took photos, etc. I signed the form acknowledging what had happened. Drivers license, insurance, etc.

I felt like an idiot and was mad at myself the rest of the day. But here we are three months later and nothing has ever come to my insurance company. If this were elsewhere I'd think maybe some kid driving without his parents' permission, but it was a medical plaza. I can't figure it out, and don't know if I should feel relieved or guilty.