I was a bit distracted today as I made my way to the grocery store. I made a right turn out of my neighborhood and merged into two lanes of traffic. I had to quickly make my way to the far left turning lane, so that I could make a left turn into the shopping plaza.
I noticed a car stopped beside me with an little old woman at the wheel. Her even OLDER husband, who was ninety if he was a DAY, was leaning forward and flipping me the bird.
He shook his hand at me and flipped me the bird for at LEAST five minutes as we stopped at the light.; flipping, flipping, flipping. I’m pretty sure he was shouting some pretty interesting things to me as well, but fortunately all of our windows were closed.
I turned into the grocery store parking lot and laughed.
I wasn’t offended in any way that he was flipping me the bird.
Frankly, I was impressed that he could even get it up.
(And that he could keep it up for so LONG was impressive...)
Good for him.