Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Is that how your mama raised you?

Dear Jackass in the roofing truck,

When I started pulling into the spot beside you, your tail lights were not on. I had no idea anyone was even in the truck until I was a third of the way into the parking spot and you started backing up. Obviously, you didn't look and just threw your truck in reverse. Hey, it happens. But there was no way that I could get out of your way before you took off the side of my car, so I honked at you. And I was nice enough not to give you a lay-on-the-horn type of bitch-honk, but a friendly beep-beep-beep-beep just to say, "hey mister, my little Honda (which is paid off) is right here, please don't hit it!" Once you stopped backing out, I politely backed myself out to give you room to get out. I was under the impression that our encounter was just one of those things that happens in a parking lot, we were lucky we didn't have an accident, and that we were cool.

Until you rolled down your window and flipped me off. There is no reason to be so sensitive over a parking mishap. Grow up. People like you make me insane.

Sincerely,

1 comment:

  1. OMG! My road rage is kicking in, and I wasn't even there. Don't you just want to explain to him how wrong he was? That drives me crazy when drivers clearly do something wrong, yet they flip off the victim. I could just scream!!

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