So I was waiting at a stoplight to cross the street, holding Stewart up so he could push the walk button, when this old lady hustles up to me and yells, "Would you just push the button or else let me get in here???? GOD ALMIGHTY!!!!" Then she thrusts her fist between Stewart and the light to get at the button.
Can I just tell you how much effort it took not to push her into traffic?
Then after we crossed the street, I ended up following her because we were going the same direction.
Apparently she could feel my stroller behind her because she got off the sidewalk with a huge dramatic sigh as if I were SO INCONVENIENCING her by simply existing. As I passed her she glared at me as if I were the scum of the Earth! And I hadn't said any of the things to her that I was DYING to.
I gave her a big smile and said "Thank you," and she glared right back at me.
I mean, seriously, what a BITCH! I tried to take a few deep breaths and "let it go" like the yoga instructor at Bally says.
But I still kinda want to hunt her down and have it out.
Oh, speaking of Bally's- there was this awesome guy in strength training class on Friday night.
The strength training class is kind of like aerobics, but instead of cardio it's working with free weights for muscle definition. But like aerobics, it does take a certain amount of coordination and rhythm.
Well, there was this guy there who just totally ignored the teacher the whole time and did bicep curls. Literally for the entire class. We'd be lunging- he'd be doing bicep curls. We'd lay down for sit-ups- he'd be doing bicep curls. I kind of respected it in a way.