Had a slob ran into me on a borrowed Wallyworld scooter in the grocery isle. He then backed up and ran forward again striking my ankle. I grabbed his steering wheel and told him if he ran into me again I would slap his face, pull out the key, and throw it across the store. He looked at me like it was my fault.
>>Had a slob ran into me on a borrowed Wallyworld scooter
When I was recovering from knee surgery a few years ago, I had one of these hambeasts back her scooter into me in Wal-Mart. When I didn’t move, she backed into me again and then angrily said, “Excuse me. I need to move.”
I rapped the side of her scooter with my cane and said, “I’m standing here and you’ll just have to wait because it hurts for me to walk but I’m not about to ride one of those things.”