I honked at an old lady today.
Have a bit of guilt over it as it was a schmucky (its a word) thing to do. I was in a department store parking lot, sitting in my car texting a friend. I hear people talking behind my car but don’t really pay attention to them. All of a sudden I hear someone trying to open the tailgate (what is the rear door, lift up window thingie called anyhoo) a few times and then they hit the door, as if it needed a good hit to be opened. I…not knowing what to do….honked the car horn.
In retrospect I figure this was a safety move. I could make it look that way in court I suppose.
Reality is that they freaked me out. And the very second I pushed on the horn I realized it was a tiny little elderly woman.
Who jumped and yelled out a bit.
She had the wrong car. She apologized. I apologized even more.
And I enter schmuckville.
Eh…understandable, she didnt fall down in a fit so no schmuckville for you. She’d probably have flipped out more if you’d gotten out and asked what she was doing. The honk was probably the kindest thing you could have done.
By: shan on January 28, 2011
at 1:46 pm
I’m in the “Not A Schmuck” camp. You didn’t know. She didn’t know. It could have been a 6’5″ carjacker…with groceries. Look at it this way – you could have backed over her. See? Bright side!
By: Laurie on January 28, 2011
at 7:58 pm