I was in such a hurry to get the kids in the car after soccer practice so Dave and I could get to our separate church meetings. It's always such an ordeal....have to pack up the dinner we ate while watching Izak's practice, pack up the toys to entertain the other three children (2 that we babysit) during practice, and pack all the children into the car.
By the time I actually pull out of the parking spot I feel like I deserve an award for making it out of there with all my children in one piece without yelling at everyone (I didn't say I don't yell, I said I don't yell at everyone-did you catch that?).
So, you can imagine how helpful it was when, while I'm loading all our crap stuff, and a lady in a car waiting starts getting all impatient asking if I'm going to leave soon.
I politely inform her that I am leaving soon, but that it's going to take a little while.
She then proceeds to raise her voice explaining that she's holding up traffic waiting for me to leave.
And then I explain that I have four children that I am trying to get into the car and that she is welcome to either wait until I'm done loading everyone/everything, or she is welcome to move on and look for another spot.
At that point all I hear is "RUDE, RUDE, RUDE....blah, blah, blah (seriously, I couldn't tell what she was saying. Thankfully.)..." So, I just turned away and continued trying to load my children into the car.
And then a friend of mine walked up and said, "Hey, is that lady yelling at you cause she wants you to close the passenger door so she can get into that spot next to you?" And then I look over. And sure enough, the spot next to me is empty. And the door is wide open.
Yep. I'm awesome like that.
