I have an update on the woman whose car broke down in front of us in the drive-thru lane…It turns out…she works with my husband!! Is that not too crazy?!
He thought he recognized her as the new security guard at work. So he finally asked her yesterday and sure enough, it was her. He said she wasn’t apologetic or embarrassed. Nope, she just said she’d been having a bad day, her stupid car breaks down when it overheats, and oh yeah, she had three screaming kids in the car with her.
Three children.
For the record, we heard screaming, but it was coming out of her mouth.
The weirdest part – to me – is that my husband was wearing his work uniform when he approached her car to help. Sure, he’s one of many who wear that uniform, but it’s odd that she didn’t even notice. Or if she did notice, she didn’t even consider that she might be screaming profanity at a co-worker. Or if she did consider that, she didn’t care.
The whole thing makes me think of a song that always makes me smile anyway. And now, I think it’s the only response I have to this situation. I’ll just sing what I think: “How bizarre!”
