Yesterday we took some movies back to the DVD machine on campus. Hadlee and Calvin were on their bikes and I was walking. After we had returned the movies we headed home. They got a little ways away and stopped by a cross walk on the road. I could see them waiting for me but the car coming down the road thought they were waiting to cross. So Man in White Car stopped and stayed there for what seemed like an eternity. So Hadlee figured they should cross because he was just sitting there staring at them. He could have also been motioning them to go, I can't be sure. They crossed and he stayed, stopped in the middle of the road, and I could tell he was talking to them. By this time another car was coming the other way and seeing Man in White Car stopped, New Driver thought he should stop too because obviously these kids needed to cross the road (which would be going back the way they had just come, but New Driver didn't know that). So now there are two cars stopped just sitting there for what seemed like another eternity. I am crossing the road diagonally behind New Driver to catch up quicker. Calvin thinks that maybe these cars are waiting for him to cross so he starts to cross and then realizes he doens't want to go that way that he may have just given in to some kind of peer pressure. After coming to this conclusion, he stops in what turns out to be the middle of the road. (New Driver and Man in White Car watching all the while from the front row.) Of course I have to yell at him to get out of the road and he does after considering his options. I am about caught up with them when the cars finally start moving again and as Man in White Car passes me, he starts yelling out his window at me that he was telling my kids to stay closer to me. He also kept talking but let's face it, I needed to catch up with my kids which was his point, right? So I just said thanks and kept walking. I am sure he finished his speech to himself in his white car. It's pretty clear that he also thinks I suck and possibly hates me. My new goal is, to make at least one person hate me per day. Check for yesterday!
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On another note, I noticed today that my kids have gotten in the habit of saying 'sorry' a lot. I realized that almost every time we pass someone on the sidewalk, it seems they are chancing death sharing the same coordinates even if for a brief time, so I end of apologizing for them having to dive out of the way of my kids and onto the grass. So now almost every time we pass someone, at least one of my kids says, "Sorry." Saves me some trouble anyway. My favorite thing though is when I say sorry to someone on the sidewalk and they look at me like, 'Why is the white girl so uptight right now?'