Gailtating
When a loud, opinionated woman named Gail thinks she can drive like a lunatic and hits you. She won’t take responsibility. She’ll just smile like she’s won a prize.
Gail hit me and said I was ‘not driving well.’ I was driving well enough to know she was a menace.
Gail tried to pass me in a parking lot and hit my side. She said I was ‘not giving her enough room.’ I was giving her enough room to be a menace.
Gail zoomed up behind me and slammed me. She said I was ‘not paying attention.’ I was paying attention to her face.