My Job Can Be Crazy!

Sorry it's been a while. I haven't hardly had a moment's rest since we moved in. However, something happened at work yesterday that I thought was interesting enough to share. On Thursday afternoon it is my "duty" to go outside and be the "traffic director" for the car line. My only job in this duty is to make sure the buses can get in and out. Some parents do not appreciate that this is my job. Here is what happened yesterday:

I asked a parent to stop and wait where she was so that the buses could get in when they came. Another parent zooms right around her and pulls into the spot I was trying to clear. So, I walk up the the lady, who I will now refer to as "rude woman" and tap on her window. Here is how the conversation went:

Me: Did you not see that car stopped back there?
Rude woman: I thought she was parked too far back.
Me: She was parked there because I asked her to so the buses could get in.
Rude woman: Well, I don't see any buses.
Me: No, but they are about to come and you are in the way.
Rude woman: Well, it is too late for me to back up now.
Me: There is plenty of room for you to turn around and get out of the way.
Rude woman: No. (Then she rolls up her window while I am still standing there.)

By this point I am seething mad, which I rarely get. I know that I can't hit her car, b/c that would be ridiculous. Even though that is what I felt like doing! So, I stood there and thought about what I could do. So, 10 minutes later when the buses started to pull out, I went and stood directly in front of her car. With the buses cleared the car line could now pull forward. I continued to stand in front of her car and waved the other cars on. So, she tries to pull around me and I move over in front of her again. She eventually almost hits me and then pulls around me. I know that my actions were not the most mature, but it sure felt good! And, it has been a great story to share with coworkers!