at the park. a 6- or 7-year-old slightly-disabled boy (i only mention the disabled part because some of the kindest, friendliest people i've known have been disabled... and because i dreamed last night that my triple marker screen somehow came back positive, meaning there was a 92% chance our baby would have ds. i hate fear. but that's for another time.).
Him: Hi!
Me: Hi.
Him: How are you?
Me: Good thanks.
Him: That's good.
Him: Well, good-bye. Bye *waves*
Me: Bye (wondering who's leaving) *waves back*
Him: Have a nice day!
Me: Thanks, you too!
an impatient driver in a minivan.
Me and LB are crossing a street, and on the same street to our right are cars stopped at the 3-way stop waiting to turn left, down the street LB and I are about to cross. I wait for the first car to go because i saw he stopped before I turned the stroller to make our turn. Then I start crossing the street. The mini-van starts it's turn slowly as I'm walking across, making its turn on the wrong side of the street, right behind my heels.
As the van is on my heels, waiting for me to walk a little farther so it can complete it's turn, I turn in the direction of the driver (whom I can't see because of glare on the windshield), aim my best dirty look at him/her and say "Can't you wait? Fucking asshole." Then I keep walking and the van completes its turn. Damn I hope that driver could lip read.
Monday, October 15, 2007
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this is why i like being a 200+ lb male. i can key his shit as he drives by and he's not likely to do squat about it. and if he does, bonus.
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