I did some much needed grocery shopping today. After putting the groceries in the car I returned the cart to the corral. As I was headed back to my car an elderly man was driving my direction so I couldn't continue. I had to back up or get hit. No problem, I thought.
I noticed that he was turning into the spot to the left of my car. His car was well over to the right of the yellow line that marked the parking spot leaving a tight space for me to open the door to get in. No problem, I thought. I squeezed my way into the drivers seat making sure I did not ding his car while getting in. However, a small gust of wind caught the door just as I let go of the door for a split second. It ever so gently tapped his car. I looked over to apologize and as I did he gave me the look of death. I apologized once again and explained that the wind caught the door and that I was sorry. He continued with the look...
For a moment, I forgot my upbringing to respect my elders, and fantasized that I was opening my car's door real fast about 10 times to ram it into his. Oh my, then I got the giggles thinking about my bad thoughts. Needless to say he didn't appreciate that, either.
I think he was a dem...a mean and miserable ole f*rt! :-)
I always annoys me when people don't part in the center of the marked parking lines. I seem to always be the one without enough room to get in and out of the vehicle.
GRRRRRRR! Definitely sounds like a 'rat. Hope you didn't ding your car door ... to heck with his ... *hugs*