“You and your policy can go to hell! I have somewhere to be!” the woman screamed, stamping her foot on the pavement so hard her takeout bag rattled. Right at that exact moment, a police parking enforcement cruiser quietly pulled up down the street, parking directly behind the lumber truck. The woman was so blinded by her own rage that she didn’t even notice the flashing lights or the officer stepping out of the vehicle.
The foreman, seeing the officer approaching from behind the woman, decided it was time to deliver the knockout blow. He looked the enraged driver dead in the eyes, smiled warmly, and offered her a piece of advice. “Can’t you just pull out around it? It’s not that hard.”
The woman gasped. It was the exact, condescending phrase she had hurled at him just half an hour prior. Hearing her own words weaponized against her caused something in her brain to completely snap.