And I was angry! Boy, was I angry! I said some incredibly not nice words (and later was grateful that Georgie can't talk yet). But the venom, the rage inside me was kind of insane. I went around the corner and parked, and the whole time I was fuming! "Sure, make the pregnant lady carrying her child walk further, it's not like my baby is tired and needs to be in bed for her nap or anything!" As I walked past her car I wanted to kick it, or at the very least leave one of these:
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As I walked into the shop I was kind of looking out for her, hoping I would be able to trip her, or abuse her, or give her a good Glare you know? But (probably fortunately) I didn't see her, and her car was gone when I walked out of the store.
As I was walking back to my car I got to thinking. Where did that come from? Was I really just that angry over a parking space? I mean seriously... it was just a parking spot. I had to walk an extra 20 meters and I'm ready to do bodily harm to a person?
Maybe she didn't realise I was going to park there, she might have thought I was double parked, or dropping someone off, maybe she was having a really bad day, maybe she genuinely didn't see me, or maybe she was a horrible person. But it doesn't really make a difference. By harboring all that anger and hate towards her, I didn't hurt her. And she didn't need my anger anyway. But I don't think I did myself any favours.
It just really surprised me you know? I mean I know I lose my temper sometimes. But I thought it was something that I was getting better at. I certainly didn't expect to lose my shiz over a parking space. I think maybe I understand a bit more how people can just snap at little things. Especially if they were super stressed to begin with. It's scary. And it's definitely something I'm going to try to work on. But because of it I know that I'm a little more humble, a little more understanding and a little less self-righteous, that's for sure.