I usually go to Meijer on the early side, because Wil is always a flight risk. He loves to take off, and when it isnt crowded, its easier for me to manage him with the twins. So, we do our shopping, the check out lady is super sweet, all is going well, and I get out to the car, which was parked in the 2nd closest spot to Meijer that wasnt handicapped. As the twins were getting in, and I was getting Wil in and buckled, I hear this engine revving right next to me. Apparently, I was in the way of this guy in a little convertible 2 seater BMW that wanted the closest spot next to me. Ive got three kids, a full cart, and there is only you and a mostly empty parking lot at 8:30AM, and you are going to rev your engine at me to get out of the way? I dont care how much I preach positive, I do not tolerate jack asses. So, I very much enjoyed moving like molasses getting Wil situated, acting as if they guy was nowhere on my radar, and tried my hardest not to accidentally drive my big boss of a Suburban over that impatient little car as I pulled out of the lot ;)
Posted on: Thu, 31 Jul 2014 15:06:57 +0000