So, yeah, this phone conversation happened:
Me: Ugh, I’m REALLY not looking forward to work toda— OH MY FUCKING GOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD!
Becky: What’s wrong!? Is everything okay!?
Me: YES! THERE’S A FUCKING DELOREAN! I’M ABOUT TO PASS A FUCKING TRICKED OUT DELOREAN IN THE WILD!
Becky: Tricked out, like time machine tricked out?
Becky: OH MY GOD! GET A PICTURE!
Me: OKAY! I’LL CALL YOU BACK!
You can’t ruin my day today. I passed a motherfucking DeLorean in the wild.
(Not sure what was up with the stickers, though.)