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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/buff_babe_02 on 2025-12-01 22:26:08+00:00.
So this didn’t actually happen today it was on thanksgiving. Me (21f) and my boyfriend (22m) were going to his grandparents for thanksgiving this year. We arrive about an hour early and there is only one other person there besides his grandparents. It’s my boyfriend’s 99 year old great great uncle(let’s call him terry). They didn’t know that he was showing up, which is 100% okay they didn’t mind at all.
But he drove himself in an older pretty dinged up Nissan Sentra. As we are waiting for people the arrive, my boyfriend remembers that he has one of his golf clubs and a golf ball in the trunk of his car. We go outside so that he can practice the not long range hits(idk honestly). I decided to try to see if I could actually hit the ball, I’ve never been good at golf so I didn’t expect much. I hit once towards the back of the yard and it only went a few feet, kinda sucked.
Then my boyfriend hits it to the back fence line (his grandparents have a large back yard btw). I run to where the ball is to hit it back up towards him thinking I’d hit it about the same as I did the first time. I swung and I could only watch in horror as it hits the driver side door Terry’s car. Girl… I fully did not expect to actually hit the ball let alone as hard as I did INTO A CAR. So I instantly start thinking “I’m going to my grave with this secret”. I know, not the most morally best thing to do but I literally JUST got to the point where I was being invited to more things with his family.
My boyfriend is in shock and goes to his grandma to figure out what to do. I didn’t think we should tell anyone, but he’s a better person than me. His grandma laughs and says that terry wont even notice and if he was told he wouldn’t care. We first try to pull out the ding with a hot glue stick and lighter, it unfortunately did not work.
At this point I’m so freaked out because nothing like this has ever happened to me, so my boyfriend says he will take the blame. He’s a saint for real. When terry goes to leave later in the evening, my boyfriend pulls him aside and tells him what happened and takes the blame. Terry just smiles and my boyfriend quickly changes the subject. Everyone said that he won’t really remember anyways, but I was absolutely horrified.
TL; DR I hit my boyfriend’s 99 year old great uncle’s car with a golf ball at thanksgiving and my boyfriend took the blame for me.