So, I live in an area that gets very very cold during the winter; we're talking, "exposed skin will freeze in 90 seconds" kind of cold. It sucks, obviously, and as a result if you are driving you have no choice but to start your car ahead of time or even use a command start and leave it idling if you have a very quick stop to make. It's a crappy thing to have to do, both because you burn through gas at a ridiculous rate in winter and also, obviously, environmentally, but there just isn't any other option. Your car will freeze up faster than your poor exposed skin and the scream of tortured engine that you hear when you try to start your car and drive immediately is pretty unnerving.
So...that takes us to a few weeks ago. It was coooold. I was also having a very bad week for a number of other reasons and feeling all-around cruddy. I had to run some errands at lunchtime, including phoning my dentist. I left a message for them to call me asap as I had a tooth that had cracked in half (!!!!!!) and was pretty uncomfortable.
After my phone call I run into a grocery store and then quickly hit a drive through for food that I can try and chew on the ok side of my mouth. I decide to quickly eat my lunch in the parking lot while I wait for my call back because I have to turn my cell phone off as soon as I get back to work and I really want to connect with my dentist before then, if possible.
So, here I sit, contentedly swallowing whole bits of chicken because chewing is too horrible, when a woman comes over to my car and knocks on the window. Dummy that I am, my first thought it, 'Oh, nice lady. maybe she needs help?" I roll my window down and she pushes her big, sour mug right at me and says "EXCUSE ME, but is there a reason you are sitting in your car and letting it run?"
Me: 'Um...I'm sorry?" I actually can't figure out what she is asking me.
BigSourMug: "It's just that, my son has been noticing you sitting here running your car and he is getting REALLY UPSET!"
I'm still not getting her point. Even though she was an older lady, my first thought was that she might have an infant or a toddler that was bothered by the sound of my engine, but that makes no sense either??? I look where she is pointing and see a man who is, at the very minimum, 40 years old, sitting in the car beside me with his face stuck up to the window and scowling at me with pure hate.
Me: (for some reason, still trying to be civilized, despite my skin going numb from my unrolled window, my throbbing tooth and the laser beams of stink eye coming from beside me) well, I'm waiting for an important phone call and...um....it's really cold outside so I have to run my car."
So then she pulls this face that I can hardly describe; she makes these incredibly exaggerated wide eyes, and drops her stupid mouth open and pretends to be completely shocked by my "rudeness"
BigSourMug "Oh!! So, are you saying it's none of his business that you are being incredibly wasteful????"
Yeah, ok. F*ck you lady. I am so done explaining anything to you or your emotionally stunted man-child and you need to get out of my space right. f*cking. now.
Me: With the biggest, friendliest smile I can give with a swollen cheek..."Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying! Thank you SO MUCH for your concern, though. Have a great day!!!" And I rolled my window up in her face.
Now, before my BigSourMug attack, I was actually getting ready to leave, but not now, no way. I settle back into my seat and I turn and wave at the Smolderingly Hateful Manchild while BigSourMug goes back to her car, shaking her head at my ignorance and refusal to obey her every command and immediately turn my car off and sit in freezing temperatures just to try and please her.
I mean....just....really? It's not that I don't see her point, because I do. Yes, it sucks that if you are in your car you have no choice but to run it, it's not something I enjoy. But at what point do you decide that you are allowed to dictate to other people something that is not the slightest bit, your personal buisness? I am actually still so irritated by this, even though it was a few weeks ago. I am pretty sure if I were to follow this b*tch around for a day I could pinpoint about 100 differnet areas where she has room for improvement herself, you know?
Just...gah!!!!!
So...that takes us to a few weeks ago. It was coooold. I was also having a very bad week for a number of other reasons and feeling all-around cruddy. I had to run some errands at lunchtime, including phoning my dentist. I left a message for them to call me asap as I had a tooth that had cracked in half (!!!!!!) and was pretty uncomfortable.
After my phone call I run into a grocery store and then quickly hit a drive through for food that I can try and chew on the ok side of my mouth. I decide to quickly eat my lunch in the parking lot while I wait for my call back because I have to turn my cell phone off as soon as I get back to work and I really want to connect with my dentist before then, if possible.
So, here I sit, contentedly swallowing whole bits of chicken because chewing is too horrible, when a woman comes over to my car and knocks on the window. Dummy that I am, my first thought it, 'Oh, nice lady. maybe she needs help?" I roll my window down and she pushes her big, sour mug right at me and says "EXCUSE ME, but is there a reason you are sitting in your car and letting it run?"
Me: 'Um...I'm sorry?" I actually can't figure out what she is asking me.
BigSourMug: "It's just that, my son has been noticing you sitting here running your car and he is getting REALLY UPSET!"
I'm still not getting her point. Even though she was an older lady, my first thought was that she might have an infant or a toddler that was bothered by the sound of my engine, but that makes no sense either??? I look where she is pointing and see a man who is, at the very minimum, 40 years old, sitting in the car beside me with his face stuck up to the window and scowling at me with pure hate.
Me: (for some reason, still trying to be civilized, despite my skin going numb from my unrolled window, my throbbing tooth and the laser beams of stink eye coming from beside me) well, I'm waiting for an important phone call and...um....it's really cold outside so I have to run my car."
So then she pulls this face that I can hardly describe; she makes these incredibly exaggerated wide eyes, and drops her stupid mouth open and pretends to be completely shocked by my "rudeness"
BigSourMug "Oh!! So, are you saying it's none of his business that you are being incredibly wasteful????"
Yeah, ok. F*ck you lady. I am so done explaining anything to you or your emotionally stunted man-child and you need to get out of my space right. f*cking. now.
Me: With the biggest, friendliest smile I can give with a swollen cheek..."Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying! Thank you SO MUCH for your concern, though. Have a great day!!!" And I rolled my window up in her face.
Now, before my BigSourMug attack, I was actually getting ready to leave, but not now, no way. I settle back into my seat and I turn and wave at the Smolderingly Hateful Manchild while BigSourMug goes back to her car, shaking her head at my ignorance and refusal to obey her every command and immediately turn my car off and sit in freezing temperatures just to try and please her.
I mean....just....really? It's not that I don't see her point, because I do. Yes, it sucks that if you are in your car you have no choice but to run it, it's not something I enjoy. But at what point do you decide that you are allowed to dictate to other people something that is not the slightest bit, your personal buisness? I am actually still so irritated by this, even though it was a few weeks ago. I am pretty sure if I were to follow this b*tch around for a day I could pinpoint about 100 differnet areas where she has room for improvement herself, you know?
Just...gah!!!!!
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