I was driving to the local grocery store to re-stock on tea and deodorant. I park in the lot, close to the store, and I admit, I did park a bit close to another car, but on her passenger side. I got out, and I still had a good 6 inches before my car door even touched hers, I was in a rush, so I saw no need to re-park, and I had just gotten off a night shift from the hospital I work at, I was still in my scrubs and I wanted to get home.
I come back out 5 minutes later, and this woman is standing next to my car, staring at it, writing stuff down. I jog up to her, and she stares at me; the whites of her eyes are yellow, her skin has a yellow tinge, she has a slightly puff nose, and she's holding a bag with all kinds of liquor in it.
"What the hell are you doing scratching my car? Are you high?!" she asks (I have a NORML sticker on my car).
"I didn't scratch anything, I had 6 inches leeway from my door to your car when I got out."
She points to some obscure part on her REAR passenger door and shows what she thinks to be a scratch.
"Get in your car. I want to see if you scratched my car."
I smile, get in, my door only comes 7 inches close to her car, start my engine, music on, and she motions for me to roll down my window.
"YOU CAME CLOSE TO SCRATCHING MY CAR! I want to see your liscence and insurance!"
I roll my window down all the way, and tell her there was no scratch. I didn't hit any of her car. I motion to her bag of alcohol, and say "By the look of your jaundiced eyes, I think you need to place your priorities elsewhere, ma'am. Have a good day." And I drove off.
I HATE PEOPLE LIKE THIS.
