The Mover/Shakers Of The World

| Friendly | January 27, 2017

(My apartment building is built along a main road that can get very busy during the mornings and evenings. This means that it can take a few minutes before traffic opens up enough for you to pull out of the parking lot and into the street. I’m sitting at the street, waiting for my chance to turn, when I hear a significant sudden banging on my passenger window.)

Me: *jumping* “What the–?!”

Woman: *standing outside, waving her arm, before cupping her hands against the glass* “MOVE!”

(I glance between the busy road and her, incredulous, before I glance back. There is a car behind me, the passenger door open, with the driver with their face in their hands.)

Woman: *upset I’m not paying attention to her* “Hey! Move it, you f***!” *starts rattling the locked door handle*

Me: “Hey!” *hits my horn, making her jump back*

(She looked shocked, as I noticed a gap coming up in the cars and rolled forward, “luckily” missing running over her foot. As I merged in, I saw her hurrying back to her car, just in time for the gap to end and more cars to cut them off. Here’s hoping I never run into her in the apartment complex.)

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