Hit Me Baby
#76: One More Time
9:40pm. The day should not have been this long. I dropped off my officemate at her house and drove off with thoughts of warm soup. 5 meters away from her house and less than 500 meters from mine, this water delivery truck stopped at the corner to let another vehicle pass. And his idea of doing this involved backing up.
Despite my wild honking.
Really loud and wild heart-attack honking.
Which the water delivery truck driver continued to ignore as he continued to back up.
Unto the car I was driving.
Which was not the old Accord.
But the BMW.
YYAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
He then turns the corner with a seeming attempt to drive off.
"Stop your truck, get down and talk to me!!!"
He slows down. Stops. Then checks if I'll get back in my car again so he can drive off.
"Stop it and get down now!!!"
The VW Beetle behind me honks angrily to tell me to get my car moving.
"You wait!!!"
I stepped on the gas, cut the truck and parked the car in front of it.
The driver still refused to get down.
"Didn't you hear me honking like crazy??? Why did you continue to back up???"
He points to the guy in the Beetle. He's the truck owner.
All the stress, weariness, tension and hunger imploded within.
And dissolved the rest of this story's details.
All that's left are the ff:
1.) The business owner is a midget. I was mad but I felt sorry for him when he stepped out and I saw that he was only around 4 ft.
2.) The truck driver only had a student's permit. No license. I wanted to strangle him but felt sorry for him seeing that he was too frightened to speak.
3.) First person I called was Daddy. I felt sorry for him because he had to come to the rescue again. My rescue? Or the car's? I'm not sure.
4.) My dad and brother arrived and took over. I felt sorry for the midget because my brother could eat him.
5.) All this happened while it was raining. I was soaked. So were my black felt driving tsinelas and my soft calf leather bag. I felt sorry for them.
Why oh why did this day have to be so long?
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