Uh Oh Spaghetti-Os

I went with my group to lunch with my old boss today. On the way home, I was rolling the window down in my boss' BMW 328i, when I heard a shattering noise, and the window wouldn't respond. Fuck. Then my boss told me that he's had to get a window fixed before, and it cost around 400 dollars. Double fuck. Of course, it's not really my fault, it's BMW's fault for making a shitty window. This would've never happened in a Toyota. Long story short, I'm here at work late. Can't very well leave before he does today, can I? (Also the fact that I got here late today because of a morning doctor's appointment has something to do with it too.)