Unfiltered Story #222174

I was in my car in a shopping center parking lot when a car full of teenagers pulled into a Handicap spot near me. They all got out and started to walk past me. I muttered something under my breath, and one of them (the driver) politely asked me what I had said, so I repeated it so the whole group could hear. “What’s your handicap, your brain?” His friends laughed. I went off to a store, and when I was back shortly the car was not in that spot any longer.