Nicci stopped at the ATM this morning before work. Early, before 7:00 a.m. Nothing open. No one around. When she gets to the ATM there is a guy in a pick-up. He does his thing, rolls his window up and moves forward about 1 foot. Then he stays there.
Now, Nicci isn't known for being patient, but she waited several minutes for the guy to move. When it was obvious that he wasn't going to, she tapped the horn once, real quick, just to let him know someone was behind. She was thinking that he didn't notice her. When she did that the guy turns around and starts yelling at her through his window. Of course she can't hear him but he was apparently pretty irate. He then peels out and goes around the corner out of sight.
Nicci pulls up to the ATM and the next thing she notices is the same guy pulling up into the lane next to her. He had driven all the way around the bank to come back and cuss her out. He did a lot of swearing at her, nasty name calling and foul things usually reserved for a sworn enemy and then peeled out again and finally left.
What would drive a person to act like that? That's a lot of effort to prove yourself to be a king sized a-hole. Sometimes you have to wonder about people.
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