When I was turning into the parking lot, I made my way to the corner for a parking spot. There was a lady leaving so I put on my blinker and waited patiently for her to back out.
After she backed out, a little blue car came from the other side to cut me off to head towards the spot. MY SPOT. The one that I had been waiting patiently for so I could get a prime space close to the door.
To add insult to injury, this lady, who must have been close to 100 years old, jabbed her finger at me and shook her head with a scowl on her face. Jabbed her finger at me? Shook her head at me? Who does this old woman think she is?!
I was waiting patiently for the space with my blinker on so I could pull in and not have to wrestle too much with my kids before we got into the store. And this lady assumes that I was trying to take her spot, that I was just bulldozing my way in. Oh. No. She. Didn't. I'm 'bout ready to have fisticuffs with Grandma in the Target parking lot!
I just have to tell someone about this injustice so I call my mom. In the middle of the story, she says, "Oh Michelle! The insurance agent is calling on the other line. I have to take this. I'll talk to you later." *Dial tone.*
Cheese and biscuits! At this point, my blood pressure must be off the charts! I am so fired-up that as I head into Target I am thinking, "I am going to track this lady down and give her a piece of my mind."
At this point, J says, "Mama, can I have an 'Icing? A red one?" "Sure", I tell J. I go and get him an 'Icing' as he calls it. He holds his Icing and takes a drink. J smiles at me and says, "This Icing is so so good, mama. Can we go see the toys now?"
As I look at his little smiling face, lips stained red from the 'Icing', I can feel my anger fading away. Sweet baby LT starts babbling and pointing at things, and, suddenly, there is no room for anger in my heart anymore. I am thinking, "Forget about it, Michelle. Just let it go. It's not worth it."
So, we continue on our quest for t-shirts and toys! Not to be deterred by some crazy spawn of Satan disguised as a harmless old woman!
I am taking the high road and going to let it go.
But next time, fair warning, it's going to be fisticuffs, grandma.