I am pitting myself. I was in the grocery store. Mind you, I live in a very small town and the store is crowded, not like supermarkets in bigger cities, which have aisles that are actually wide enough for two or three carts at one time. Anyway, I was pushing my cart along across the back of the store (not in the aisles) when at the junction to one aisle, a cart with two watermelons in it was careening out, ready to crash into me. I said, “Excuse me, I’m sorry!” Then I looked up to see who was pushing that cart and I repeated, “I’m sorry!” The woman pushing the cart was one of the most hypocrital bitches in the county. Needless to say, I cannot stand the woman. She is one of the most gossipy women I know of, and always has this “holier-than-thou” aura surrounding her. I work with her husband, and he does not (at least most of the time) come across like that.
Gawd I wish I’d have said something different!!! Something along the lines of, “Whoops!” or “Whoa!” I wonder why I do this crap? Maybe I’m too nice?