Driving in Circles

An old man honked at me yesterday. At least, I think he honked at me. I was pulling up to the end of a parking lot aisle (where it meets the road part), and he was crossing in front of me. I was barely moving, and it was pretty clear that I was stopping.

So, basically, he honked, and I’m not sure why.

That sort of thing throws me off. I’m left wondering did he think I wasn’t going to stop? Was he really honking at somebody else? Is my headlight out? What’s going on?

Instead of shrugging and forgetting about it, I worry it in circles. And heaven forbid I get the impression that he thought I was doing something wrong. Then, my brain gets defensive. Even now it’s going, “I didn’t do anything wrong – I promise!”

Sigh. Welcome to anxiety and driving.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s