Sorry to hear about your experience Shandrell. I know how something like that can get under your skin and ruin the moment.
It reminds me of something that happened to me last summer at LSL. I was driving around the square (in the morning) and saw a car backing out of a spot in front of Starbucks (where I was going). I put on my blinker, stopped my cart, and waited for them to back out. All of a sudden I heard the blast of a golf cart horn behind me. I looked in my mirror and see a man having a conniption fit. I waved him around and as he pulled up next to me, he yelled “what are you stopping for?”. I replied “I’m waiting for this parking space”, to which he yelled “so you block two lanes of traffic to wait for a parking spot?!? Why don’t you just drive around the square until you find one?” Here’s the thing...he was the only person behind me...in either lane. For a moment I was shocked into silence by his vitriol, and then he sped off, cussing all the way. It pretty much ruined my whole morning. I spent it thinking of all of the things I could have/should have said to him.
In the end, I found comfort in the fact that at least I wasn’t so mad at the world, that I would act that way or speak to a fellow Villager that way.
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