and the winner is?
Even though it is only wednesday I am fairly confident that I have found a winner for the weekly most grumpy woman on the street competition.
This is a very exciting and a nice moment of the week, when we realise that we are not alone and perhaps not the grumpiest people of all.
nomination “Grumpiest Woman while Driving”
On my way home yesterday I came across a lady “d’un certain age” as they so elegantly say here on the footpath (normally reserved for pedestrians) in her car. She was revving away and moving at a fair pace towards myself and another pedestrian just in front of me. And she looked very grumpy.
As she came upon us, we both skipped lightly to the side. There wasn’t that much space to skip into as there were cars parked on the road beside the footpath. So we found ourselves sandwiched between her wee car and the other stationary cars.
The pedestrian lady person in front of me engaged the driver in conversation to see if she would like some help. Here followed a stream of expletives and door slamming, her rage mostly directed to those who had boxed her in.
We nodded understandingly and tried to indicate via hand gestures and eyebrow wiggling (she refused to wind down her window) that she could exit further up the footpath. Cue further expletives, these time combined with obscene hand gestures.
Here I realised she didn’t want to or couldn’t reverse that far back. Whilst I understood her anger against those guilty of bad parking, I also realised she was quickly transferring her growing rage onto us innocents as we were a) available b) standing in front of her.
Another worrying realization was that she wasn’t paying much attention to what she drove on and that myself and my new pedestrian friend were running the risk of having squished toes very soon.
So she continued on her way up the footpath towards a lamp post. Seeing as she had been rather rude and had refused all help, my grumpy side took over and I headed home to spend some quality time with my kids. Might as well get abused by them rather than a grumpy stranger.
Hats off to my pedestrian friend however, as I left I noticed she was heading back over to our nominee to help her despite herself.
Our nominee wasn’t there this morning, so she probably made it home alright.
Conclusion & regrets
Unless something really spectacular happens between now and Friday I am fairly confident that I have found my winner. My only regret is that I didn’t take a photo.