On the way back from a birthday party on Saturday, I was rear-ended. They messed up my bumper, and tore my tire cover.
Getting out of the Blazer, they mentioned that I was the first geocacher that they had met in person since they started geocaching. They knew from my bumper stickers which they had just smushed. They were admiring the stickers when they ran into me.
So I invited them to a geocaching party that evening.
I’m pretty sure this is the first time I’ve invited someone to a party after they have crashed into me. I somehow guess this is rather uncommon.