OMG! I actually YELLED at her!

If you have followed my blog for any length of time, I think (and hope) you can attest to the fact that I thoroughly enjoy our Oysterville visitors.  They lean over our fence and ask questions about the village.  They give me amazing (and undeserved) compliments about our garden.  Sometimes they even tell me that they have roots here in Oysterville and, even more amazingly, some turn out to be relatives!  And I enjoy it all.  But this morning, all of those warm fuzzy feelings vanished in a trice!

I had backed the car out of the garage and was positioning it so Nyel could get into the passenger side from his electric wheelchair.  Approaching from the north was a pleasant looking woman with a dog (maybe a German Shepherd puppy) on a leash.  “Isn’t it gorgeous today?” she said.  “So sunny and hot.”

I said something like, “Never hot enough for me here on the Coast,” and she laughed but instead of walking on by, she veered around the car and INTO our garage.  It was a bit off-putting but I backed away toward our inner sanctum and she continued around the car and back out into the street.  Very strange.

A few minutes later, I was bringing Nyel’s  “travelling wheelchair” out and putting it into the car.  The woman (and dog) had now entered her car and was presumably starting to bypass our house and car.  Suddenly she stopped, was out of the car and was approaching me.  “Here!  Let me help you!  My boyfriend who just died had one of these.  I know all about them.”

“No thank you,” I said.  “I’ve got it.”  But on she came.  Of course, she had on no mask.  Nor did I.  (I was on my own property, after all.)  “Back up,” I said to her.  She kept coming… so I backed up and repeated, “Back up!”  But by then she was grabbing the handles of the wheelchair…  I sort of lost it at that point and yelled really loud.  “BACK UP LADY! YOU AREN’T WEARING A MASK!  I’M NOT WEARING A MASK!  GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!”

Finally, she dropped the wheelchair and discontinued her forward momentum.  “I was just trying to help,” she said.  “I keep forgetting about the virus.”

“YOU WHAT????  WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?”

I left car and wheelchair in the road and retreated to the house to get the spray sanitizer, my mask, etc. etc.  Thankfully, when I went back outside, she was gone.  It will take me a while to feel warm and fuzzy about tourists again.  If there’s one thing I can’t tolerate, it’s stupid.  (And speaking of such, I should have taken her license number. I hope she didn’t leave any microbes behind…)

 

 

4 Responses to “OMG! I actually YELLED at her!”

  1. Noslo says:

    Just curious…what would you have done with her license plate number? She certainly sounds oblivious and pushy but those traits aren’t illegal. Trespassing?

  2. Cuzzin Ralph says:

    Way to go Cuzzin Sydney!!! The F-word was completely appropriate in this situation! I’ve had numerous confrontations with people soliciting on my property and I’ve used worse language—even though I had a No Soliciting sign on my front door. But in this climate of Covid19 there is no excuse for someone invading one’s space, especially when you tell them to back off!

  3. sydney says:

    My thought was that IF (God forbid) Nyel or I should get Covid-symptoms in the next two weeks, I could give her information to the health authorities who are trying to trace the course of infections. So far, in the last five months, she is the ONLY person who has invaded my space and I sincerely hope there won’t be another.
    Sydney

  4. sydney says:

    Thanks, Ralph! My response was absolutely a no-brainer. She was an idiot and I don’t tolerate idiocy well.
    S.

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