I Almost Punched Him

A couple of weeks ago my Sister In Law, Ellie, got hit by a car in the parking lot of Fresh Market.

After my experience there on Monday, I think we both will be avoiding that parking lot.

My Grandma came down from Logan to visit for a couple of days this last weekend. She stayed with my parents but spent Monday and Tuesday with the girls and I.

(To be honest I think I wore her out to the point she wont be visiting for a while, but we'll see.)

I dragged her all over the place getting ready for the girls party. We went to the bank, to Walmart, Smiths, and Fresh Market. (Yes I needed all those different stores). On our last stop at Fresh Market I was there to get Maddie's medicine and my birth control. After the usual coversation with the pharmasist (we are on a first name basis because I'm the only lady that get's this medication and so he always remembers me.) about my girls and his holiday; we wander over for a donut (Love them) and proceed to the parking lot. I load Maddie in and then Grandma gets in while I load Katie.

As I'm closing her door I hear these footsteps behind me coming at me at a run. Right as I turn around, a mexican (excuse me for not asking his name...) guy is right there.

Now in my head this happens in slow motion... I pull back to give him my best right hook because who in their right mind runs full speed at someone in a parking lot unless they just stole something or were planning to steal something? No one, except this Mexican. Anyway, he's not carrying anything so I didn't think he had stolen anything and no one was chasing him so I figured he was planning to steal my purse (or me) and so I scream (loud), with all intent I almost punch when he stops (maybe a foot from my face) and ducks into the car next to me, who then takes off like a batt out of Heck.

What?

I really almost punched a stranger for running to his car?

Yep... It's a sign of the times.