So, because I'm all 'het-up', I'm coming to Gransnet to confess 
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Our street is very narrow, and can be difficult to negotiate in a car, especially when turning in from the busy Main Street. People, therefore, park on the one side so that cars can move up and down more easily. However, when I turned into the street this afternoon, someone had parked on the opposite side as well, leaving a very narrow gap to squeeze through. As the chap was just leaving his car to go into a shop, I wound down my window and asked him if he could move the car a bit so I could get through safely. He replied, "Have you got a licence?" I responded that I most certainly did, but did he - as he had parked so inconsiderately? I kept trying to get through, then gave up as I was worried I would damage 3 cars - mine, his and the car parked on the 'normal side'. I reversed and asked him (he was progressing in a leisurely fashion to the Spar shop on the corner), if he could move his car. He again said I shouldn't have a licence if I couldn't get through that space. At this, his missus got out of the car and repeated what he'd said. Well, that did it! I'm afraid I swore (a bad word)! I think it went something like this: "All you had to do was f...ing move it a wee bit!"
They both sneered - especially his wife, who said "A woman - swearing..." By now there was a queue of cars behind me, all building up onto the main road, the one directly behind me being a large 4x4. I squeezed through, bit by bit, and parked in my usual place outside my house. Looking back down the road, I saw said 4x4 driver also having a wee discussion with this person.
I was so angry at myself for swearing. 
, so I went back to the man who had, by this time got back into his car. I asked him to roll his window down, which he did, reluctantly. I apologised for swearing, saying that I'd been rude. They were both horrified that, as a woman, I'd sworn.... 
By this time, having done my best to make whatever amends needed, I told them that they really did need to get a life, and came back into the house.
There, I feel better now. I'm still shaking, but I think that could be something to do with the sugar-rush of the chocolate cookie I had earlier this afternoon.... 
Sorry about the long post, but I needed to tell it all!
Jackie I am sorry for your loss 
I've just been catching up with the thread again, and Jackie, I send my condolences to you.
I actually didn't feel sorry for saying 'f...' to that stupid man. I had stormed back down the street to where he'd clambered back into his car. Oddly enough, he'd moved it up a bit - probably because of the irate (male) 4x4 driver. I asked him to roll down his window, and at first he shook his head, then did lower the window. I said, 'I'm sorry I swore. That was rude.' I think I really only felt the need to do this to show that silly man how petty he was being! I think I stole his thunder, actually. I also think he thought I was likely to punch him...that's why he was reluctant to roll down his window. 
gillybob you had me laughing!! I can imagine you imagining me (if you know what I mean)!!
Jackie, my condolences to you and your family. In the circumstances, whatever you said was entirely understandable and pardonable.
jackiekiel I hope you find GN a helpful place to come to.
jane10, that's a wonderful picture!
jackiekiel, what an awful time for you. There's perhaps nothing anyone can say that can make you feel better just now.
I think you may have some replies to your post quite soon, as there are some people on Gransnet who have lost their partners and who will be able to empathise.
Please stay with us. We are a supportive and quite caring bunch of people. My heart goes out to you. x
i hesitate to say anything, jackiekiel as I cannot put myself in your shoes, but my friend who lost a son says it never goes away but over time it becomes less sharp and you can look back and enjoy the happy memories. I hope that helps you a bit, eventually. more
Sorry I meant to say to Jackie
That's awful Jackie, quite unforgivable behaviour. My heart goes out to you and ((hugs))
Stansgran I sympathise, and I can empathise with you.
Three years ago I spent three months in a wheelchair and only once did DH take me to the supermarket because on my one and only outing I was abused verbally by a man in the adjoining checkout queue.
He shouted that 'people like you shouldn't be allowed out' and slammed his trolley into my plastered leg. It was agonising and I really thought DH was going to hit him, I've never seen him so angry. Luckily the security guy saw and heard everything and threw the man out of the store.
I refused to leave the house after that, other than for hospital appointments.
Me too - they don't like it up 'em!
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