The other day, I was driving down Tryon Road with my sister. We were stopped at a light, waiting to make a left turn into The Kangaroo gas station. There was one car in front of us. It was a little burgundy compact car, and we could see that there was a passenger along with the driver.
All of a sudden, a packaged loaf of bread shot out of the passenger window. The loaf rocketed straight up in the air then smacked to a landing on the asphalt.
Katie and I watched from behind, completely baffled. Had a bag of bread really just flown out of the window? What was going on? Why bread? And why weren’t the passengers of the car reacting? Did they notice?
Now if you know me, you know that I have a strong distaste for litterbugs. I was appalled that these people were going to just drive away with the bread in the middle of the road. Number one, it’s litter. Number two, an animal could wander into the road to eat it and get smacked down by a car. THAT would put animals AND innocent drivers at risk.
So, I honked my horn at the car and motioned to the side of the car where the bread was. Nothing happened. I tooted again.
Suddenly the driver’s side door thrust open. A big, bald, rednecky guy wearing jean shorts emerged. With fists clenched, the man barged around the back of the car, looking me in the straight in the eyes. I waved, trying to be friendly. I’d just wanted to be sure he knew the bread was out there. Reaching the passenger side, he snatched the bread. His stumpy fingers squished into the doughy bag. Obviously, he could care less that the bread was being smushed. Snapping around to make his way back, we saw his lips mutter STUPID F*CKER!
He kept his head down until he got back to his side of the vehicle. Then before he entered himself, he hurled the bag of bread at the passenger. From our ride, we noticed his companion flinch as the bag barreled toward him/her.
By this time the light had turned green, and as soon as the man got back in the car, he tore off down the road. I pushed on the gas, slowly turning into The Kangaroo. Katie and I just looked at one another, mouths hanging open with no idea what exactly had just happened.
XOXO~ CLIFF PANT-ONE
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