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Don't close your eyes
I had been sick with a horrible stomach virus and just started to move around the house when my dughter and her friend begged me to take them to McDonalds. I tried to say no, but they had been ignored all day and I felt guilty. I loaded them up in my volvo station wagon and went to McDonalds. After placing the orders in the drive through, I thought I would just close my eyes for a second and rest my head on the back of the seat. The next thing I remember was a gentle tap...I opened my eyes and realized had rolled forward and tapped the car in front of me. A wild eyed, tank topped, spandexed, crazy, demented woman got out and started screaming that she was going to rip my hair out and *%#@ smear me all over the parking lot. "Don't you know this is a @#$#$% rental car??" I was a little confused about all of this and instead of simply locking my door, I opened my car door and stood up with no energy for any expression; just concerned about who would call 911 and clean up my body parts. The only words I could get out in her string of obscenities was "Lady, I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose." The little girls in the back were having a great time watching all of this. A man got out of her passenger seat to calm her down, and explained that there was no scratch or anything. To this day when someone mentions the drive through at McDonalds, eyeballs roll at my house.
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