Why old people shouldn’t drive.

And why I should watch where the hell I’m walking!

So, after work today I had to stop by Walmart, which by the way, just may be HELL! I pull into the parking lot and there is a crowd gathered outside the entrance.  As I get closer I see that there is a woman on the ground and that the crowd are looky loos.  Of course there were a few people tending to her, but most were just there to see what was happening.  I drive slowing by because I , like most of the people crowding around this poor woman, am a looky loo too.  As I’m driving around cursing trying to find a damn parking space, and still trying to see what was happening with the poor woman, a maniac driver pulls into my path so I have to slam on my breaks.  Of course I shot her a “what the hell” look, not because I was mad that she pulled in front of me, but because it distracted me from my looky looing.  She of course promptly flipped me off, and my son of course had to promptly point it out.

So, I finally find a space, and I’m walking to the entrance, trying to watch what is up with the poor woman, when all of a sudden I feel hot steel on my leg and hands.  I turn to see what’s up and realize that an old woman, in the handicap space none the less, has just backed into me.  I’m a little stunned, and pissed off that I had to miss them loading the poor woman into an ambulance, when the old lady rolls down her window and says “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.”  HELLO YOU’RE IN A PARKING LOT WITH PEOPLE WALKING & TRYING TO WATCH THE POOR WOMAN ON THE GROUND!!!!!  I off course didn’t say that to her, I’m much to kind, I just said instead “I’m glad it wasn’t my son you hit!”

I turn to the guy walking next to us for sympathy and say  “she just hit me”, to which he replies ”crazy”.

It is then that my son informs me, “mom you hit her, she was already moving and you hit her car.”  To which I inform him “hush, children are to be seen and not heard!!!!!!!”

Some days I wonder why I ever leave the house…