Someone I see on the train almost each morning nearly slammed into the back of my SUV as we exited the GO lot tonight.
See, stop signs mean stop. That's what I do. I stop. Just because it's clear both ways on Bloor doesn't mean I'll roll through the stop sign. That's not how I ... er, roll. I guess she figured I would be following the driver in front of me who drove through.
Nope.
When she caught up with me at a light, she glared at me, gave me the finger (for reals!) only to then recognize me. She couldn't drive away fast enough.
But here's the thing, she will see me again.
Tomorrow's train ride with be (high pitched voice) awkwaaarrrd.
I'm telling you, and I've said it before, I'm a magnet for this stuff.
5 comments:
It really seems that some people live outside of reality. I cannot possibly see how this woman could believe you did something wrong. In fact so wrong that it would warrant such a response. I suppose she had a bad day and just took it out on you. She should try Buddhism, helps you to learn to let go and gain patience.
It's interesting how much more rude people are in their cars than when you're face-to-face or stuck on a train with them.
Word, bro.
I changed entrances to avoid crap like that. It's so easy to be caught up in THAT go-go-go routine.
Now, if onyl the buses in Oshawa were better organised, most people could have someone else drive to the GO station...
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