I rear-ended her, to be exact. There was a yield sign, I was checking over my shoulder, I thought she went....and she didn't.
Whose fault was it? I'm glad you asked. It was MY fault.
Luckily my friend and esteemed colleague was there, camera rolling, to document the ensuing events for you all to see. Thanks, Bart! I owe you one.
In case you can't tell from the photos, I got completely owned by this lady and the backup she called. Her daughter came up to me, very suspicious, and demanded the reason that someone was taking pictures. Again, thanks Bart, for helping me win friends and influence people.
If I were to play basketball with her, one-on-one, and I went up for a shot, there is no doubt in my mind that she would block my shot and give me a "rejection," a "stuff," or a "facial." That's why I won't be challenging her to a game.