I was that crazy woman today in the parking lot....

I was that crazy woman today in the parking lot at Kroger. I couldn't pull into my parking space because someone pulled out of one and stopped, blocking the way for me to swing out to get to the spots. He WAITED for me to turn onto the row of cars. I tried waving him on, letting him know he needed to get out of the way. So I got in his way and couldn't make it into the spot. I tried THREE TIMES and still was horrifically stuck because the stupid person behind me tailgated me into the row. There were plenty of parking spaces, three in a row, if anyone would let me get to them. Instead, I just looked like a moron who can't park.

Later, in the grocery store, I kept dropping things. I kept running into people. I kept getting angry. People kept walking right into my path and stopping and then proceeded to get mad at me when I ran into them. When I finally got back to my car, I didn't have my keys. The genius who tailgated me to my parking spot was sitting in his car next to me, watching. I dug through my whole purse, took everything out. I realized that I'd used my keys to swipe my Kroger plus card. I went back inside -- my keys were lying in the bagging area behind a lip that I was too short to see over when I was paying.

Back into the parking lot. I'm backing out slowly because I'm at an awkward angle and I can't back out left very well. I back out straight, slowly, then start to turn. I have to back up into the empty parking spaces behind me. An Indian guy walks behind me with his cart, evidently expecting me to not back up that far. I almost hit him and he freezes like a deer directly behind me and glares at me. I wave him on and I think he mouthed a few curse words at me and moved on. It wasn't my fault he wasn't paying attention! I was backing up for 15 seconds and I'd looked everywhere and he wasn't there before. He didn't even bother to pay attention as he went through the parking lot....

I just had to tell myself a few times quietly to let it go. Let it go, let it go, let it go. It doesn't do anyone else any good for me to be upset. And I'll probably do something else seemingly stupid in the process of being angry, like actually hit someone in the parking lot on the way out....

I think the worst thing is that in moments like these, I moronically care what other people think of me. I see other people and I think they think I'm a crazy woman at the grocery store. Or an inconsiderate woman who can't park and doesn't look back when she's backing up. I know I'm not any of these things but for some reason, it's as if people think that, then it might make it somewhat true....