It must really suck to be you...

[sinanju]

...you rude, stupid, pathetic woman. The family went out to eat at Popeye's for lunch today. We drove two cars, what with there being five of us including Oneson's friend who is visiting with him). When we came out of the restaurant to leave, two women, one black and one white, had just parked a pickup truck with camper shell squarely in the middle of the exit and were walking away from it to go rummage thru the dumpster behind Popeye's.

I walked to to the truck and called out to them, "Is this your truck?" They said it was. I said, "You're blocking the exit--people need to go thru here, you know." At which point the black woman (the driver) blew up, cursing and shouting that now I just have to fucking wait and other fun things. Apparently, daring to suggest that she was inconveniencing people was the height of barbaric behavior on my part. The other woman never said anything that I heard thru the whole incident. Maybe she was silently agreeing; maybe she was mortally embarrassed by her friend's behavior. Who knows.

I went into Popeyes and told the manager what was going on. I came back out to see them putting some folded cardboard boxes in the back of the truck. The black woman took this opportunity to curse at me some more; I returned the favor. About this time the manager came out, but didn't accomplish anything that I could see.

The black woman continued to curse and bellow her offended innocence, claiming that I only had to have politely asked her to move her truck and all would have been right. Never mind that she could have parked in one of the open parking spaces right there and not caused the problem in the first place.

They eventually finished loading the truck deliberately moving with glacial slowness), then got into the truck. Long pause. Start the truck. Long pause. Creep forward very slowly toward the exit to the street. Jerk to a stop. I stopped also, a couple of feet back. Black woman pops out of the truck to look, hoping (I suspect) that I'd hit her bumper. Hah--wrong. Back into the truck. Creep another couple of feet forward. Stop. Get out of the truck, go around my car to snippy's car, who is behind me, to tell her that maybe she should back up and go out the entrance. snippy said no. Back into the truck. Creep veery slowly out into the street and veery slowly down to the light.

By this time, I'm laughing at her, no longer annoyed. Her arrogantly, aggressively, abysmally stupid, rude, hateful behavior is so over the top that's funny. How unspeakably miserable must her life be that this is the only way she can hope to exercise any power, however petty, over anyone else, even if it's just a stranger in a parking lot?

So the light changes, she creeps slowly across the intersection and I turn left to go on my way. She'll no doubt be seething for days over the horrible, awful stranger who so abused her.

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[aquamarcia.livejournal.com]

Aristotle said it well:

Humor is due to the sudden feeling of triumph which comes with the sudden perception of a superiority in us by the comparison with inferiority of others or our own former inferiority.

Popeye's is some damn fine chicken.