It’s 8 in the morning, I’m driving the kids to school. I stop at the stoplight on 44th, and Franklin, there’s a car in front of me, with their left turn signal on. The light turns green, and I wave to the person in front of me, that they can go first. She does so, then I take a right, following behind her.
We’re driving halfway down the block, and I realize, I didn’t get “the wave.” You know, when someone is kind enough to let you go in front of them, you give them the wave. I am a staunch supporter of the wave, and practice it religiously. Not only will I wave, but I go as far as rolling my window down, sticking my arm out, and dramatically wave my hand, just to show how EXTRA appreciative I am for their kindness. But with this woman…WHERE’S THE WAVE?!? Nada. Nothing. WHO does she think she is, not giving the wave? Taking my enormous generosity for granted. She may have been sitting at the light an extra 4 seconds if it wasn’t for me. For all I know, she may have been almost late for work, and because of ME, she won’t be now. How RUDE!
I get the kids to school early, I pull up in front of the school. Good luck, have fun. No dad, pull around to the back of the school, drop us off. Why? You got two legs, get out and walk 30 feet! No dad, just go.
These people. You know when I was young, I walked four miles…in the snow…
Yada, yada, yada.