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A little background: Today was truck day at the C-store. That means everything we get for the store aside from pop, beer, milk, bread and certain snacks was delivered today. The truck pulls in parallel with the store, directly in front of the store. C and myself were out there doing traffic control this morning, making sure no one parked in front of or behind the semi while it pulled in. One jerk in a red truck pulled up in front of the truck. C headed him off. Next thing I knew, he was coming my way. He was trying ot park behind the truck, which had yet to back up.
I shook my head and called out to apologize to the guy, figuring he'd get the picture and park elsewhere. Of course not. He instead gave me one of the worst catbutt faces I've ever seen and squealed tires out of the parking lot. No exaggeration, he squealed his tires. Our semi driver even noticed it. Driver, C and myself all shook our heads and griped about the jerk once we were back in the store. Really? If he would've waited not ten seconds the truck would've been situated, and he could've parked. What did he gain by throwing a kiddie fit over that? Not a damn thing! Some people, I swear!
I shook my head and called out to apologize to the guy, figuring he'd get the picture and park elsewhere. Of course not. He instead gave me one of the worst catbutt faces I've ever seen and squealed tires out of the parking lot. No exaggeration, he squealed his tires. Our semi driver even noticed it. Driver, C and myself all shook our heads and griped about the jerk once we were back in the store. Really? If he would've waited not ten seconds the truck would've been situated, and he could've parked. What did he gain by throwing a kiddie fit over that? Not a damn thing! Some people, I swear!
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