I’m the first to admit, I am not a very good driver. Even after all these years.
I think maybe my depth perception is weak, or something.
I was trying to back out of a space at Walmart, and backed into the car in the space behind me. No damage to either vehicle, but a few spaces away from me were two women, walking to their car: one somewhat older than me and probably her mother?
They saw me back into the other car, and the younger woman looked at me…and laughed?
“It’s not funny,” I mouthed at her.
I got out of my car to assess the damage to the other car. There was none. Then I looked at my own car. Nothing.
Meanwhile, Laughy Lady and her scowling mother are watching me, as I walk back toward my car. Then they pull out, drive very slowly by me, rubber-necking it with window down—in January, mind you.
“Can I help you?” I said to them as they drove by.
Really?! WTF is your problem?! Do you get off on other peoples’ mishaps, or what? Get a life, and mind your own goddamned business.
Still a good day, though.
Goodnight, my readers 😘