Driving into a small shopping center today, a couple was walking towards my car from the right. Where they were isn’t a place with a stop sign and most pedestrians let the cars go first. I didn’t realize till I got to that exact spot that the man didn’t intend to stop, though he still wasn’t in the place to actually walk ahead of my car. He must have expected me to stop for him and when I didn’t, he got upset.
He got so upset that he slammed his hand on the top of the trunk of my car as I drove past him.
I’ve thought back over this (obviously, since I’m writing about it) and while I could have stopped (maybe should have), it wasn’t a cross walk, he wasn’t in the path of my car (I know… justifying), there’s nothing that gave him the right to hit my car. I glanced in the rear view mirror and though he and his female companion continued their walk towards their intended shopping venue, he was watching me the whole time. I think he really wanted to see me park and head in the same direction he had gone. It wasn’t where I needed or, at that point, wanted to go.
All I could think was… Who kicked his cat? What set him up to be so angry? If it was me, I would have just let the car go first, and continued walking.
And how many times do we carry something that happened earlier through the day with us, allowing it to pull reactions from us that spill over to other, unrelated events? I’m almost glad he smacked my car because it’s a good reminder to me to not do the same thing. Learn to let it go.