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... on foot!
Glancing out of our first floor window earlier, my niece spotted a lady parked outside our house with her door open and pouring the contents of a can into the gutter. No big deal I thought. Then as we both watched she brought the can back into her car and shut the door, before immediately opening the door again and carefully lobbing the empty can into our hedge.
I immediately went downstairs and out to the front where I retrieved the can and walked towards the car to challenge the lady about her actions. I'm sure she saw me so she drove off - quickly followed by the empty can that I aimed at the car's rear window. My aim was perfect but I instantly regretted my actions.
The car stopped and a lad who I would estimate to be in his late teens jumped out of the passenger side and charged towards me with steam exploding from his ears. After threatening to smash my glasses he demanded to know where my car was so he could inflict damage on it. I know plenty people who would have lumped him one by now, but I chose to just say that I wouldn't recommend that he carried out his threats. Eventually the lady driver (his mum?) got out of the car and came over to have a go too. I let her rant on about criminal damage and the dangers of throwing things at moving cars. She said that she didn't see me pick up the can and head towards the car, but strangely enough she knew I'd thrown it!
When I replied that I accepted that what I did was wrong and apologised for my angry reaction to her throwing rubbish into my hedge, she explained (many times without drawing breath) that she'd knocked the can of energy drink over in her car and hated the smell so had to get rid of it. She'd just been visiting my neighbour Sam and said that Sam was getting a bag to put the can in. (Sam never appeared with a bag.) She didn't answer when I asked why she didn't just take the can to Sam's house and ask to put it in her bin. But at least she did send the aggressive skinny lad away, perhaps realising that he'd probably come off worse if he continued his non-stop threats. I resisted the temptation to suggest that the lad needed to cut down on energy drinks.
I could see that she wasn't going to apologise for throwing the can onto my hedge so I took the lead in apologising for my can rage and held out my hand to shake hers. She accepted and said that she too was sorry. So much better than throwing fists.
Glancing out of our first floor window earlier, my niece spotted a lady parked outside our house with her door open and pouring the contents of a can into the gutter. No big deal I thought. Then as we both watched she brought the can back into her car and shut the door, before immediately opening the door again and carefully lobbing the empty can into our hedge.
I immediately went downstairs and out to the front where I retrieved the can and walked towards the car to challenge the lady about her actions. I'm sure she saw me so she drove off - quickly followed by the empty can that I aimed at the car's rear window. My aim was perfect but I instantly regretted my actions.
The car stopped and a lad who I would estimate to be in his late teens jumped out of the passenger side and charged towards me with steam exploding from his ears. After threatening to smash my glasses he demanded to know where my car was so he could inflict damage on it. I know plenty people who would have lumped him one by now, but I chose to just say that I wouldn't recommend that he carried out his threats. Eventually the lady driver (his mum?) got out of the car and came over to have a go too. I let her rant on about criminal damage and the dangers of throwing things at moving cars. She said that she didn't see me pick up the can and head towards the car, but strangely enough she knew I'd thrown it!
When I replied that I accepted that what I did was wrong and apologised for my angry reaction to her throwing rubbish into my hedge, she explained (many times without drawing breath) that she'd knocked the can of energy drink over in her car and hated the smell so had to get rid of it. She'd just been visiting my neighbour Sam and said that Sam was getting a bag to put the can in. (Sam never appeared with a bag.) She didn't answer when I asked why she didn't just take the can to Sam's house and ask to put it in her bin. But at least she did send the aggressive skinny lad away, perhaps realising that he'd probably come off worse if he continued his non-stop threats. I resisted the temptation to suggest that the lad needed to cut down on energy drinks.
I could see that she wasn't going to apologise for throwing the can onto my hedge so I took the lead in apologising for my can rage and held out my hand to shake hers. She accepted and said that she too was sorry. So much better than throwing fists.
