“Don’t park there,” the woman in the pink mask at the bus stop says to the car as it slowly comes to a halt right where the bus would pick us up. Her brow furrows in disappointment as the car then proceeds to do exactly that.
We roll our eyes at the audacity of this driver in solidarity with our speaker, who seems to have become our spokesman against all the rude nonsense pedestrians have to put up with from drivers.
But as soon as the bus comes into sight, the car pulls away, and I say, “He must have heard the vibes we were beaming at him.”
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