I started a week vacation from my job. I woke up late so I did not shower, I did not put on makeup, and I did put my hair up in a hideous ponytail with a clip. We arrived at school on time and I let my son out of the car . The car behind me hit me. Any other day I would have been dressed to the nines. A cute little mother of about 25 ( I am 45) backended my car. We decide to move our cars forward so that the drop off line may continue. I then admitted that I did not have she admitted that she not only did not have her license too but that she was wearing her pajamas. We decided to leave the scene to go home and get our licenses; her to change into some clothes; and me to splash on makeup and I teased my hair and then put it up attractively enought to be at an accident. We met back at the school in the designated 10 minute allotment and then proceeded to call the cops. In retrospect I look back and laugh. But I am the wife of the barber who cuts the all the police officers hair in town. And I did not want the officer to return to the station and say "Al's wife was in an accident today, boy she's scary."