Mean Man

After parking in a handicap parking space, I got out of the car, walked to the back of the car, turned around and opened the car to get my bottle of water. An older man sort of stopped and stepped one step between my car and the other and was looking intently for a moment at something. I figured he was just a flirt, and ignored him. He walked to a cart in the parking lot and was using it to lean on as he limped along.

He sort of veered toward me making me think he might clip my ankles. So, slowing down I sort of put my hand out to ward him off. He gave me a dirty look and veered away, saying, "You are not supposed to use that handicapped space because you don't have a hang tag and are not handicapped!" He was so mean. I said, "I don't have a hang tag." He interrupted me saying, "See, you are not supposed to park there."

I was trying to say that I had a handicapped license plate. I told him that I had a 100% disability that was not going away. He was snarling at me accusing me of lying, saying he wanted nothing to do with me, rolling his eyes, saying "uh huh" and "yeah, right!" "pft.",,,over and over. So dismissive. So insulting!

I was humiliated because others were looking and he was loud. LOL so,  briefly told them the problem of him calling me a liar.

After I went my way to the pharmacy, he was there. So, I got set and told him all in one breath that my car was totaled when someone hit me and I could not take the handicap tag and put it on the rental car. He said, "sure you did." Then he got nastier than his old,  mean self and told me to quit following him, that he wanted nothing to do with me.

People were turning to look...oh, humiliation!

I do have a hang tag somewhere. And, I went and retrieved my handicap tag from the wrecked car. I suppose I will tape it in the back window. I have a tag receipt with the designation on it, so I have no fear of police or a ticket.

I asked exbf what would happen if I rammed the mean man with the electric cart and just kept bearing down on the guy. Exbf said, "I would drive straight to Cullman and bail you out!" THAT MADE ME LAUGH! I could afford to back up and hit him another time or two! There is no use going to jail for a simple injury. Might as well really hurt the guy. By the way, I have a rich fantasy life.

I was going to find him and ask him if he went to church. He would have said yes and I would have said, I thought you must be a Christian. Then, I was going to say to him that from his attitude toward someone who had irreversible problems that he must be a Republican, too. But, he got away. Lucky him.

For the life of me, I do not understand people like that. Now, all you Christians and Republicans, don't get in a snit.

Out my kitchen window today--what is the man doing??

Today, I went to the kitchen to do something at or beside the sink. I noticed a red truck parked beside my retaining wall. The side of the yard outside my kitchen window has a retaining wall about four feet high. It is right at the curb, so I am always surprised when someone parks there.

There was a guy about ten feet behind the truck, looking at the ground on this side of the wall. He sort of stirred the leaves/pine straw/dirt. I watched until he got to the back of his truck, curious as to what on earth he was doing or what he was looking for.

He then scooted in between truck and the retaining wall. I could tell it was a tight squeeze by the way he walked sideways. What could he be looking for?

Okay, I am in a nightgown and my hair looks like the Medusa. I headed out the back door with a tall cup of cereal and milk, smushing my hair down like it did any good.

I went quickly around the front of the house, hoping my hurry did not make me trip on something.

"Excuse me. What are you doing?"

He explained that there was white wisteria on the wall. I live here, so I know that. He showed me the bean like seed carriers and told me these were white wisteria seeds. I know that, too. He said he had the lavender wisteria and wanted some white wisteria, too. He hoped I did not mind since he did not go onto my property.

I explained I did not care, that I just could not imagine what he was getting. He said it would take ten years for it to bloom. That cannot be right. I offered to give him some that had rooted, you know, the kind that trips me!

So, that was the highlight of my day.

Just looking out my window, sometimes the front and sometimes the picture window, or the kitchen or bedrooms, I see all sorts of things--car break-ins, home vandalism, fights in a parking lot, peeping tom at neighbor house.  I don't spend so long at the windows, but things happen. All this has not happened where I live now. I like to look out my windows. While I am not looking for anything in particular, I see squirrel antics or people antics. I love to see the trees and the sky.

Once, I heard a dog making noise/yapping and looked out the back window to see a neighbor dog hanging by his collar from the fence. I ran out of the house and told neighbor boy who ran into my yard and leaped easily over the fence and rescued the dog. The dog jumped on something and tried to make a getaway.

Today, I stayed home today. So, no money was spent on anything. That means I also cooked/ate from home.

The house still is messy from almost three months being ill. I piddled and threw out paper stuff, worked on kitchen and bathroom, doing a bit on each. Someone who was supposed to get stuff out of the car for herself did not call, show up, or answer her phone. I am giving this away, so why not come?

Do you ever sit or stand and look out the window? Why? Do you like seeing nature, people, animals? Do you ever accidentally see something that calls for action?