God Doesn’t See Race (Cards)

(The man behind me in the parking garage is attempting to tailgate and punches it, tapping my bumper. There is no damage, but considering the circumstances, I insist on calling the cops. The man gets very angry with this, including yelling at bystanders, shoving a camera in my face, and implying I am a racist simply because he happens to be black and I am white. I insist on calling the cops, regardless of what he says and does.)

Man: “You are a terrible person, you know that? You are horrible! God will judge you for this!”

(To make matters even worse, he tried to leave the garage, but when I didn’t completely move my car, he ended up paying the parking fee just to get out. He would have fled if the security guards didn’t show up and convince him to stay, since I had already called the cops. The whole time he insisted he was the victim and I was racially profiling him, despite my inability to see what he looked like before I got out of the car, rather than admit that he hit my car trying to get out of an $8 ticket. May he be able to justify that when HE meet his maker. Until then, I suppose the police report and a hike in insurance is justice enough for abusing discrimination claims over something so petty.)