I can't remember a time that I ever got yelled at - I was a good little girl so my parents never yelled at me, I was a well behaved student so the teachers never had cause to yell at me, I was a good worker so my employers never yelled at me BUT here in Florida it's a different story.
Here's what happened:
There is a very popular privately owned deli in a near-by small shopping mall, the lot is small so getting a parking space is a challenge. They sell all kinds of goodies that makes life easy when you don't feel like cooking. From the business that they do, LOTS of people that live in this area don't like to cook!
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Well, one day I decided to get myself over there and buy some of "that good stuff." As usual the parking lot was pretty full so I had to drive around a few times until I spied a couple going to their car - aha - I found a spot - put my blinker on and waited for them to pull out.
It looked to me like the couple was in their mid-80's, she had a walker and he was the strong one putting the groceries in the car.
People are very impatient down here and the person in the car behind me started to honk his horn, he wanted me to move on but I wasn't going to budge, he was just going to have to wait!! He was so angry that he finally got out of his car and started to yell at me!
I stood my ground and eventually the man and his wife pulled out of that parking spot and it was MINE!!
I got yelled at two more times last week but I think you get the picture.
This is life in sunny Florida