October 22, 2003

When I Hold Doors Open

To the BITCHwoman in the gold-colored Lexus Brobdingnagian 350 XL 4x4:

I am usually not in so much of a hurry that I do not hold the door open for ladies and gentlemen who might be behind me when I am entering Starbucks in the morning. We all, generally, know each other, either personally or because of the mission we are on, and so each of us is mutually respectful and pleasant.

That being said, I found it appalling that as I was pulling into a parking place, you muscled your way into the same space by pulling through the spot in the parallel row, causing me to have to come to a halt and back up and pull into a different space, unless, of course, I wanted that stylized, stupid-looking "L" logo on the front of your vehicle imprinted on my wife's VW windshield.

It's too bad that your SUV is so high off the ground that you have a difficult time getting out of it. Consider that fact when your lease expires. Why you felt the need to try to get to the door before I did I do not know. With your attitude, I'll be damned if I was going to let you get to the door first and I'll be damned if I was going to hold the door open for you.

And by the way, did you think that just because you slipped ahead of me into the line ("line" is an exaggeration since there was one person in front of you), you would get your Venti Carmel Macchiato before me? I guess you did, since you took my Venti two-pump, non-fat, no-whip, extra-hot mocha off the little counter and started walking out. And I guess you didn't notice that "BILL" was written on the cup you picked up, either.

I hope the rest of your day goes better.

Kindest personal regards,

Bill

Posted by Bill at October 22, 2003 02:01 PM
Comments

oh dear, i hate that woman. and i hate SUVs, i just do!

Posted by: jenB at October 22, 2003 03:19 PM

I drive one of the pretty big honkers. I hate to admit it, but I do. But when my husband was rear-ended by a semi and walked away totally unhurt, I was so glad we had it. He would have been mangled in anything else. And I promise that I drive very respectful of everyone - and I park respectfully, too! Way out in the outerlimits of the parking lots. And I make room for VW bugs. In fact, that's what I'm hoping to trade my 4-runner in for. We'll keep the hubby's LC because since his accident he feels so much safer in that, but I really want a bug. Sorry you had to tangle with madame bitch this morning, Bill. But we big honker-SUV drivers aren't all that way.

Posted by: Crazy Girl at October 22, 2003 06:03 PM

You are just so much nicer than me. I'd have killed her. And then fed her remains to a rabid wolverine. And then killed the wolverine.

Posted by: Jody at October 22, 2003 07:09 PM

I'm not an asshole but I drive a Red Toyota Highlander. Swore I would never own one (whole 'nother story). Like Crazy Girl, I'm one of the nice ones. I guess people need a reason to hate other people, if its what I drive, so be it.

But this witch you ran into I would have had to say something. Doesn't matter what she was driving or where she was going sounds like would have had an attitude anywhere. Send her to Chicago, I'll get the boys downtown to take her car for a test drive ;D

Posted by: Charlene at October 22, 2003 08:12 PM

Well, Bill, if you liked soccer these types of things wouldn't happen to you! *LOL*

Posted by: TW at October 22, 2003 08:19 PM

You're a kinder, warmer, more patient man than I.

Posted by: Philip at October 23, 2003 01:28 AM

Keys come in handy when they are in your hand and accidentally scrap alongside the car leaving a lovely deep indent in the paintwork. Nah, you are too much of a gentleman for that - and I am proud of you - you did good.

Posted by: Michelle at October 23, 2003 02:58 PM