Within two days I got two rock chips in my windshield. Insert brand new windshield and first drive with it, and I got hit with ANOTHER rock. 

While it didn’t leave a chip that I could tell, I know for damn sure I would’ve let it ruin my mood for the entirety of the day.

But, why? Over a rock chip? 

In the grand scheme of things, if a rock chip is the worst of my day, things are pretty damn good.