We all march together...
Edie V. here after a long hiatus. Though I, too, have been delightedly working my way through Ms. Marigold (in black), nothing terribly exciting to report on the knitting front.
I think you, gentle reader, will be much more interested in reading about a completely true, but barely believable story of how Edie V. narrowly avoided a most unladylike bout of fisticuffs in a Trader Joe's parking lot yesterday!
My sister and I made a brief stop at Trader Joe's yesterday to pick up a few things. I left feeling good (how could I not with three bottles of Chianti under my arm?). As we emerged from the store into a sweltering 100 degree parking lot, we were greeted by the sight of two girls (late 20s?) on their cell phones honking and screaming at people in another car that they (the cell phone twins) had narrowly avoided hitting at a three way stop. We began walking across the crosswalk when the girls (still on their phones) raced through yet another stop sign, into the crosswalk and nearly into the legs of my sister and I. I turned and mouthed the words, "What are you doing?" The girl in the passenger seat shot me the dirtiest look and jammed her middle finger up and started screaming obscenities at me, most memorable was f@8%&^g c$#*. Lovely, right? Wait, it gets better. She then cracks the window a few inches and actually asks, "You wanna go?" Dear reader, please picture me in a knee length skirt, flip-flops, and huge Jackie-O sunglasses. Normally, at this point in a conflict, my heart would begin to race, but the ridiculousness of the situation prevailed, and I couldn't help but laugh and say, "Yeah, I wanna fight you in the parking lot." Then, the little granny inside came to the fore, and I actually wagged my finger (yeah, you read that right) and said, "You're a menace to everyone in this parking lot, and you should be ashamed of yourselves." They then sped on and almost hit an elderly couple in the crosswalk. You can't make this stuff up! Am I wrong or is that total insanity? I don't think I've ever been a situation where I would honestly ask someone, "Do you wanna go?"
At any rate, the story has been a hit at the office today. Did I mention that when the girl in the passenger seat was inviting me to fight, she still had phone in hand? I wish I could revoke licenses at will.
I think you, gentle reader, will be much more interested in reading about a completely true, but barely believable story of how Edie V. narrowly avoided a most unladylike bout of fisticuffs in a Trader Joe's parking lot yesterday!
My sister and I made a brief stop at Trader Joe's yesterday to pick up a few things. I left feeling good (how could I not with three bottles of Chianti under my arm?). As we emerged from the store into a sweltering 100 degree parking lot, we were greeted by the sight of two girls (late 20s?) on their cell phones honking and screaming at people in another car that they (the cell phone twins) had narrowly avoided hitting at a three way stop. We began walking across the crosswalk when the girls (still on their phones) raced through yet another stop sign, into the crosswalk and nearly into the legs of my sister and I. I turned and mouthed the words, "What are you doing?" The girl in the passenger seat shot me the dirtiest look and jammed her middle finger up and started screaming obscenities at me, most memorable was f@8%&^g c$#*. Lovely, right? Wait, it gets better. She then cracks the window a few inches and actually asks, "You wanna go?" Dear reader, please picture me in a knee length skirt, flip-flops, and huge Jackie-O sunglasses. Normally, at this point in a conflict, my heart would begin to race, but the ridiculousness of the situation prevailed, and I couldn't help but laugh and say, "Yeah, I wanna fight you in the parking lot." Then, the little granny inside came to the fore, and I actually wagged my finger (yeah, you read that right) and said, "You're a menace to everyone in this parking lot, and you should be ashamed of yourselves." They then sped on and almost hit an elderly couple in the crosswalk. You can't make this stuff up! Am I wrong or is that total insanity? I don't think I've ever been a situation where I would honestly ask someone, "Do you wanna go?"
At any rate, the story has been a hit at the office today. Did I mention that when the girl in the passenger seat was inviting me to fight, she still had phone in hand? I wish I could revoke licenses at will.
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