The foreman didn’t back down. He leaned in slightly and explained that a massive flatbed truck filled with roof lumber was literally turning the corner and needed her exact spot right that second. The woman scoffed loudly, rolling her eyes so hard it looked painful. “I’ll just be a few minutes, and your truck isn’t even here yet. You need to calm down, dude,” she said dismissively.
Before the foreman could respond, she hatched what she clearly thought was a brilliant loophole. “Can’t you guys just unload around me? It’s not that hard!” With that final snap, she rolled the window all the way back up to cut him off, locked her doors, and went right back to her phone call, entirely content to wait out the restaurant timer from inside her air-conditioned bubble.