So last night on my way home from another bout at the grocery store (where they did not have star anise or peppermint ice cream - if you see them I need them!), a lady screamed that I was a "bitch."
Happy holidays to you too!
I'd been to the loony bin (AKA the KoP mall) to go to Crate and Barrel to find a gift that apparently no longer exists. I'd been to Blockbuster to get gift cards. I'd been to Acme for a grocery run, featuring all the crazy items I needed to do my holiday baking. Where do they get cardamom from, anyway? Do they mine it from the inner core of the earth? That crap is expensive. So after these excursions and enduring the pleasant help of the cashier at Acme (SARCASM!) I was finally on my way home.
Two streets away from our house, there was a bit of a traffic jam. I'll draw a picture because that will be faster. Please excuse the crudity of this model; this drawing is not to scale. So anyway, I'm sitting there behind TRIPLE-PARKED cars and a minivan who is just sitting there. Nothing is moving. Traffic on this usually quiet street is oddly backing up behind me! So I beep. Not an obnoxious beep, just a short beep. The triple-parked car eases up in front of the double-parked one, and the rest of us proceed up the street. The minivan turned left at the next intersection as did I. She slowed down and double parked on the wrong side of the road. I passed her, at which time she yelled her nice little expletive out the window.
I think it was clear to all involved that I was not beeping at her, but the cars causing the roadblock. It's just that time of year where everyone is in a GREAT mood. Upon unloading my groceries, I also discovered one of my bags had split open. The rest of my evening was pretty much the same.
Hope yours was better!
Thursday, December 13
Bah humbug
Posted with care by Jackie at 11:30 AM
Labels: holidays, supermarket
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Jack,
Right there with you, but I was the one who actually told a women who was being very rude in a shoe store that I was SO sorry I was in her way that obviously she was so much more important that I. I was looking at a particular shoe for my Mom and was looking beneath the shoe for her size when the women started in on me "to move my stroller so she could see that shoe" Boy I just LOVE the holidays!!
I'm so impressed by the visual aids! Your story reminded me I let incidents like that bother me too much. One day I dropped Tom off at a golf course on the cape and was heading back to the cottage. It was a gorgeous day, the late afternoon sun was shining, birds were chirping, you get the picture. I was tooling down a wooded road with just an old beat up jeep in front of me. We pull up to a red light and all of a sudden the driver in the jeep flips me the bird out his rear window. Whoa, nellie--what was that for? I still have no clue. The guy had to be 70+ yrs old! BTW Merry Christmas...
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