I am a Horrible, Horrible Person.

I've noticed that in Chicago nobody respects the handicapped parking spots. Every place I go there are cars without handicapped tags parked in those spots. Friday afternoon I'd had enough of that shit. In our car is a man who has severe breathing problems and a legal handicapped tag. So as we pulled up to the supermarket there was one spot left in front of the store. That was when another car zipped into it, leaving us to go hunt for a parking space elsewhere in the parking lot. As we trudged past the car that took the handicapped spot, I noticed that it didn't have a tag to park there. My big mouth opened up before I even had a chance to think.

"I don't see any handicapped tag on your car."

I said it loud enough for the driver to hear me, but it was the female passenger getting out of the car that responded.

"He's just dropping me off."

"So do you see a sign that says, Passenger Drop-off Area, anywhere? Are you handicapped?"

"He's just dropping me off. We aren't staying."

"Because of you that man with COPD had to walk all the way across the parking lot."

"Oh don't be an asshole...  "

That did it, I lost my temper. Something snapped in my brain and I went for the nuclear option.

"Cunt."
Which she countered with....

"Asshole."

"C*nt."

"Asshole."

"C*nt."

"Asshole."

"C*nt."

"Asshole"

"C*nt"

She looked at me with hate in her eyes and hurled one last insult towards me.

"You're a pig!"

And that was the end of it. I am not proud of that moment. I really felt bad for losing my temper and using such a filthy word. I kind of wanted to find that lady and apologize, but I didn't. I did have plenty of opportunity to apologize, because every aisle in the supermarket that we turned down, there she was. Very awkward, as we both tried to pretend the other person wasn't there.