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Felt safe until now

I guess I can see where shooting guns at the grocery store could be problematic. Drinkin' beer & having a good time though? That's got grocery store tailgate party written all over it! Best of all: no DUI on the resupply run (you don't lose driving privileges for "public intoxication")

(usual warning: I'm not a lawyer... don't even play one on tv)
you must have stayed in a Holiday Inn a time or two...
 
A strange thing. Perhaps owing to the likelihood that the vast majority of people are nice somewhere underneath, that's what I've found anyway,
but my social navigating has revealed some curious happenstance. I'm pushing 70 but my hair is still only salt n pepper, even tho my facial hair is all white. And it helps I'm sure that I'm about the size (and appearance) of your average garden gnome. So no matter how much I swagger I'm really no threat to anyone. When I had a very short brush cut and full white beard I could stop traffic (unintentionally) just by looking at crosswalks. People would wave from behind their steering wheels "go ahead ol fella, it's okay". Then, when I grew my hair shoulder length, the traffic respect/pity ended. No more Mr and Mrs nice guys. They would shake their heads and worse. Having gotten fed up with pony tails and fuss I recently got shorn, and guess what. The nice people are back. What the
Sitting in the kitchen the other night with my missus I suggested she wash out her colour and wear her grey with pride. (oops, I was supposed to be fooled into believing she was still 30). I said she'd benefit from some of this ageism thing going on. She wasn't impressed, so I'll just let that go.
It's too bad this doesn't apply to driving, because in this rat infested part of the world too many folks drive like they're mad; mad as hatters and mad at somebody, anybody, you buddy. I refuse to go 140 in an 80 zone, otherwise I drive fairly close to the suggested speed limits posted. And still I get angry feckers losing their self-entitled princess snowflake cool because I'm using up valuable asphalt real estate. Maybe I ought to invest in a convertible, so they can see my pitiable old garden gnome situation, and show a little respect. End of rant.
I've got the opposite problem- what hair that remains is solidly gray AND I drive a big ol' pickup- everybody automatically assumes that I'll be doing 10 under and start braking for lights a half mile from the intersection, they seem to love to pull in front of me and take their foot off the gas. None of them realize I used to build and race off road buggies (think outlaws with jumps) and that my "big ol' truck" probably has double the horsepower of their little 4 banger, and double the gears with a fairly tall 3.92 rear end that'll smoke my all terrain tires in 1st and 2nd if I want...
boy are they surprised when I pass them again doing twice their speed and their hairpiece blows out the passenger side window...
 
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