Attack Of The Mall People

Time for Botox again. Those little furrows between my eyebrows make everyone think I am crabbier than I am. Sometimes I'm crabby, but not all the time. Gido is like that too. Today at the mall a woman pushed a cart out of her way and kept on walking. The cart rolled off the sidewalk onto the road and one of the wheels got caught in the storm drain. Anyway, Gido stopped to wrestle the cart out of the drain. The lady, and I use the term very loosely, turned and said "Sorry about that!" She was about forty feet away from Gido. He didn't say anything, but he did look in her direction. He could see her lips were moving, but he wasn't paying attention to what she was saying. So she turns to me and sarcastically says "Oh ya, I did that on purpose. He is looking at me like I did that on purpose! There is a reason that guys like him get shot!" Get Shot?!! So I say "He can't hear you. He is partially deaf." She says, "That is no excuse." (It wasn't a big lie. He is a man. They are often partially deaf when they hear a woman's voice.) And then she drove away.