marcomarks wrote:
I finally said, "Ok, I've had enough of this, you little witch. You shut up and leave or this could get ugly. Who the hell do you think you are coming in here and attacking me when you aren't even handicapped? And who in their right mind at just 5 feet tall goes off on a 6 foot 2 inch 300 pound biker without even speaking in a civilized manner first? If I wasn't a calm person who can endure your mouth I could have split your f*ck*n head open with my helmet and knocked you out cold a long time ago. Get to hell out of my face."
Only then did she realize the potentially hazardous blunder of her actions, and started to head toward the front door but still rotated around at the waist so she was facing me and kept snapping that her now deceased husband was handicapped and they experienced handicap parking spot hogs like me many times and blah, blah, blah... still yacking as she went out the glass doors and left.
This person somehow lost all common sense for some reason, and felt empowered to do and say whatever she wanted, to anybody she wanted, because the subject matter was defending the rights of handicaps. She had stepped outside of reality while on a mission to throw herself in front of a bus over nothing of importance.
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A few years ago my husband and I went to a chili cook off . As we were going in I noticed a bunch of motorcycles all parked together. Hubby and I went walking around and we got behind this skuzzy looking guy. He had long stringy hair and was dressed like he belonged on one of those motorcycles. Then he turned around and said "Hi Mom."