Ok so today I have to go to the grocery store because my oldest went back to school & the fact that my gremlins ate all the snacks during vacation last week went completely unnoticed….until I tried to make her lunch for school (LOL).
Anyways.
So I went to my local market basket & loaded up in the necessities.
Pop tarts, fruit snacks, Powerade, yogurt, deli meat…
Necessities guys, ok!
I spent a good amount of time perusing the aisles, as I was in absolutely no rush to get home to my puking 3yo or his cranky dad.
When I finally paid for my goods & services & left, I was loading my bags into the back seat (trying to get them to fit around the three baskets of laundry I had washed this AM), when an elderly woman pulled into the spot in front of me.
I figure my life out, return my cart & climb into my car. Where I do the usual: start the car, put my bag on the passenger seat, today I took off my Patagonia cause it was HOT AF. I pulled my phone into the AUX to pull up my Backstreet Boys Essential playlist & as I’m buckling my seat belt the elderly woman blows her horn.
So I look up, because I assume there was some kind of mishap in the parking lot. NOPE. I could tell my her bright red face & aggressive hand gestures, she blew her horn at me, because she wanted me to pull out of my spot, so she could pull through the spot.
Illegal, but ok. *eye-roll*
So I immediately release my seat belt & stars at her. I couldn’t hear her but she was really cussing me out. Pointing her fingers, shaking her hands, she even honked the horn another couple times. So there I sat, waiting.
Because if she has time, I have time.
Eleven minutes everyone.
That’s how long we sat there before she decided she had had enough & turned her car off to go shop.
As soon as she slammed her door I restarted my car.
She flipped me off.
Still a win!
Not Your Average Mom 