Disclaimer: I am pre-menstrual.
Still, I think anyone would be aggravated at the following:
I forgot to pre-pay my exit ticket at a car-park in the city today. As I dashed out of the car, swearing, because the kids were going psycho in the backseat, the car behind me lets out a frustrated “TOOT!” of the horn. Fine, okay, I deserved that. I paid with the help of an elderly attendant, who hushed my whimpering as the car still proceeded to beep in my absence (“Don’t worry about them, dear”). I was gone 20 seconds. By the time I got back, the woman behind me had gotten out of the car and was yelling abuse:
“You selfish bitch! Who do you think you f***n are?”
I ducked my head, and drove off – very frightened!
Now, I tell you, this has really clouded my day. I really don’t think I am a selfish you-know-what. In fact, I was in the city to pick up my father who’d just arrived on the V-Line train.
Please, stroke my wounded soul. Offer me hugs. Sing me a lullaby to ease the sting.
🙁
