Friday I had another interview. It went well. Ramping up to it was, shall we say, interesting, though.
I drove. Didn't take the bus- I generally try not to when it's an interview- I want to control all aspects that I can. I gave myself 30 minutes to find parking. Thought this was good. And it was. I found a place, and was preparing to parallel park. Had my blinkers on, and was in reverse. Then a female she-devil tried to poach my spot. She pulled right in behind me, put her blinkers on, and proceeded to honk at me. I kept pulling backwards, threatening her front end. I figured, she has an expensive red car, looks like a rich doctor's wife, and I drive a piece of shit Grand Am that could survive some red paint and another dent or two. Cars were piling up behind her, getting impatient, but I wasn't gonna blink. I kept it in reverse. Then she started easing forward. Brinksmanship, indeed. I'm sure she had some very important shopping to do, and I was getting in her way.
Fuck this, I thought. I put the car in park and started to get out. She got an alarmed look on her face and drove off. Heh, heh, heh. Then I took the spot. I was triumphant. Blond bitch in the expensive car. Stickin it to you, sweetheart!!! Funny thing, I heard later from someone that this is kinda common. But usually people do blink. Pretty sad state of affairs, ifn you ask me.
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2 comments:
thank you for reminding me
that people are rude in seattle also,
not just new york/brooklyn.
whew.
we have snow though.
Hey- I was getting ready for a fistfight! I would've taken her- no problem. But then getting to the interview on time would've been a problem.
We had some snow too. And Bozeman has about a foot. My mom said it was sub zero on her ranch yesterday. Screw that noise, I say. I'll stick to balmy Seattle for a while.
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