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Dear woman in SUV,
I understand that a pile of snow slipped from the roof of your vehicle onto your windshield, thereby rendering you unable to see. I also understand that by putting on your flashers you were letting whoever was behind you know that you'd be there for a little bit. Here's the thing, you were blocking the entire lane of traffic on a narrow two-way road RIGHT AT A BUSY INTERSECTION, so you'll forgive me if I wasn't so interested in trying to go around you, particularly when what you were doing was wiping snow from your windshield, a process which, for most people, takes one minute, or less! There was no need to scream at me. Twice. If you were that concerned about me going around, you could have made it a little less dangerous by moving your car off to the side a little bit. Despite all the snow, there was room. Or you could have backed away from the intersection. You had time to do that because you were already out of your car when I pulled up.
I've thought about the fact that we were driving out of a hospital parking lot, and that perhaps you just got some bad news, or maybe a loved one is sick. I'm trying to be sympathetic and give you the benefit of the doubt, but honestly I'm having a hard time doing that because even under the worst circumstances I would never treat anyone the way you treated me. Frankly, if you feel the need to rain abuse on people you don't know, do us all a favor and stay home.
Jenn