Nigel
Footballguy
After a quick stop at Home Depot after work this evening I got into my car to head home. I turned the ignition then paused to check email, and saw a red exclamation-pointed entry at the top of my inbox. Horrible news, critical deal pushing to 2018, the same order that just yesterday I'd assured to upper management would 100% close this week is slipping. ####!!! The entire unit will miss its number because of this. I sat and stewed as I thought about the repercussions, lost in thought for a few minutes, felt kind of nauseous...Then you opened the rear passenger door of your car parked next to mine and SLAMMED it into my driver's side door...slammed it in such a seemingly reckless way that I immediately judged you didn't give a #### about anyone but yourself, and clearly didn't realize that I was in the car to protest. But as you now know I was in the car, and I protested like a ####### lunatic.
Before I'd even looked up from my phone I'd punched the horn, pressed and held the window-down button, snapped my head to the left and..."Watch your ####### door!" I screamed at you before I even knew who I was screaming at. And then I saw your horrified face and tired eyes looking straight at mine, and I saw the kid in the back you'd just put in his car seat, and the overflowing bags full of Home Depot #### at your feet. And you asked me in a way that made me think you were truly hurt "why are you swearing at me??? I didn't meant it...", and I was immediately embarrassed. I said "I'm sorry, it seemed like you were being really careless, I obviously overreacted...". You looked at my car and said calmly "there's no damage...Merry Christmas" in an I-feel-bad-for-you way, walked around to the other side of your car, got in and drove away.
I'm sorry, I need to chill the #### out. :(
Nigel
Before I'd even looked up from my phone I'd punched the horn, pressed and held the window-down button, snapped my head to the left and..."Watch your ####### door!" I screamed at you before I even knew who I was screaming at. And then I saw your horrified face and tired eyes looking straight at mine, and I saw the kid in the back you'd just put in his car seat, and the overflowing bags full of Home Depot #### at your feet. And you asked me in a way that made me think you were truly hurt "why are you swearing at me??? I didn't meant it...", and I was immediately embarrassed. I said "I'm sorry, it seemed like you were being really careless, I obviously overreacted...". You looked at my car and said calmly "there's no damage...Merry Christmas" in an I-feel-bad-for-you way, walked around to the other side of your car, got in and drove away.
I'm sorry, I need to chill the #### out. :(
Nigel