It’s no secret that I have a slight temper. I think I have done much better learning to control it over the years. You should have seen me when I was Eli’s age. Not. Pretty.
Anyway, for the most part, I control my little bursts of anger fairly well, and I think yesterday was the perfect example of that. Georgia and I had about 20 minutes between dropping Eli at preschool and heading to Gymboree. We stopped at Hen House to buy milk, baby wipes and fruit roll-ups. We were right on track to make it to Gymboree on time. I bought the groceries, got out to the car and strapped Georgia in.
Then when I was walking around the car to my side, another car pulled in right next to mine on the driver’s side. The guy was way over the line on his parking space, and his passenger side mirror was close to touching my driver’s side door. Dude! WTF?! There was no way I could get in my car.
Here’s the part where I have to remember to employ that filter between my brain and my mouth. The oblivious guy got out of his car and started traipsing into the store. I shouted, “Excuse me, sir!” Then I gave a half smile. “I can’t get in my car. You parked over the line.”
Now, what I really wanted to say was, “Hey, asshole!! Who the hell taught you how to park?!”
I get points for not saying that, right?
The guy turned and looked at me . . . no, glared at me is more like it, and sighed loudly. That’s right – he sighed loudly! Are you freaking kidding me?! This guy doesn’t know how incredibly lucky he was that I was not PMSing or he could very well have lost a testicle in that instance.
Instead, he got back in his car without a word and backed up. I drove away without incident. But seriously, what is wrong with people?!
Anyway, for the most part, I control my little bursts of anger fairly well, and I think yesterday was the perfect example of that. Georgia and I had about 20 minutes between dropping Eli at preschool and heading to Gymboree. We stopped at Hen House to buy milk, baby wipes and fruit roll-ups. We were right on track to make it to Gymboree on time. I bought the groceries, got out to the car and strapped Georgia in.
Then when I was walking around the car to my side, another car pulled in right next to mine on the driver’s side. The guy was way over the line on his parking space, and his passenger side mirror was close to touching my driver’s side door. Dude! WTF?! There was no way I could get in my car.
Here’s the part where I have to remember to employ that filter between my brain and my mouth. The oblivious guy got out of his car and started traipsing into the store. I shouted, “Excuse me, sir!” Then I gave a half smile. “I can’t get in my car. You parked over the line.”
Now, what I really wanted to say was, “Hey, asshole!! Who the hell taught you how to park?!”
I get points for not saying that, right?
The guy turned and looked at me . . . no, glared at me is more like it, and sighed loudly. That’s right – he sighed loudly! Are you freaking kidding me?! This guy doesn’t know how incredibly lucky he was that I was not PMSing or he could very well have lost a testicle in that instance.
Instead, he got back in his car without a word and backed up. I drove away without incident. But seriously, what is wrong with people?!
5 comments:
That's when you smile sweetly and wave as you mouth Thank you when you drive away...
He knew what he did, he was hoping you wouldn't notice. Silly man!
xo
LBC
Yup. Kill 'em with kindness. It makes them feel like shit.
I have been in that situation where I could not get in my car but the other person was not right there where I could say something. I even had to crawl in the passenger side one time. UGH! I give you TONS of credit for not going nuts on him! I don't get what's wrong with people at all!
I'm SO with you...so many people are TERRIBLE drivers (esp. here in VA!!), and seem to just hope no one notices. IRITATES THE HECK OUTA ME!! Go take a class or something, dang it!
....sorry....had to get that out!!
Why am I thinking of Fried Green Tomatoes here?
TAWANDA!!!!!
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