Reflections

Have you ever had the urge to bitch-slap an old man at the Taco Bell? I have!

Yesterday I rode with Jamie to Taco Bell. We pulled in behind this small pick-up. The pick-up stops... and starts reversing without looking to what could be behind him. (getting close to Jamie's car) Jamie gives the horn a nice little honk to let the man know, ""Hey, I'm right behind ya!" He then makes eye contact with me from his side rear view mirror and then throws me a dirty look. THEN he throws the pick-up in reverse, steps on the gas, squealing the tires and hitting the breaks. Nearly hitting Jamie's car. Leaving a inch or two between the 2 cars. Then he gets into his parking spot. And we pass him and find a spot. As I get out of the car I glance over at him in complete shock. He calls me a bitch... So I reply under my breath "Don't call me a bitch, old man, you're the bitch."

Once we get into Taco Bell, we tell Thorban, Susan and the girls what just took place. Erik was outside during the entire thing so he saw it. The old man comes in and I was going to let it all go and not say anything to him...

Well he starts yelling at me, stuff about "waiting my turn". I then tell him in a raised voice that "we only honked at you to let you know that we were right there and then you decided to try and hit us." He continues yelling at me, then Thorban pushes me aside and talks (sternly) to the old man. (I can't remember exactly what was being said) But more yelling went on from the old man and then Erik got in and told him to "Fuck off." And that was pretty much the end of it... Nothing more was said but looks were given for the next 10 minutes. This old guys wife was with him and she never said anything or even looked our way, I got the impression she wasn't too happy with her "old man."