he gave me a dirty look, the bastard!

I've come to believe two things, one I should just stay out of parking lots because nothing good happens there and two, I despise men who are abusers. A few years ago I had an altercation with a women who left her babies in her car and went shopping, I literally sat in my car and watched them so they wouldn't get kidnapped or hurt, but that's another post.

Today, Bill and I were out running errands today. We both went into Sams Club, I ran into Walgreen's so when we got to Food Lion he decided to go in alone, we just needed two items so I was just sitting in the car checking my blog on my smart phone. And then they pulled up.......

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A white SUV pulled up two spaces to the right of me, the space between was un-occupied so I had a clear view of all the goings on in the car. So I'm relaxing reading blogs sitting back in my seat and I hear this man yell a profanity. I look up to see who I assume to be the wife hurl her body out of the drivers seat soon to be followed by items he's throwing at her. They were cups and other items he had handy in the cup holder. She then opens the rear end of the SUV and he turns his head still yelling, angrily.

In all honesty I can't make out what he's saying but I have a clear view of her. Body language is such a telling indicator of how a person feels. Her head was down, her shoulders were slumped and her hair was hanging over her face to hide her tears, poor thing. She gathered her eco-friendly bags and headed into the grocery store. He however was sitting high on the hog in the passenger seat all seething in his rage, real honest to goodness rage.

At that point I sat up and he caught his first glimpse of me, his mouth clamped shut. I started to feel a bit of relief for her that he'd calmed down; maybe the fact that he didn't want an audience to his misdeeds was enough to end this incident. And that's when I saw him - a small child - a boy about five stand up and lean into say something to his father from the back seat.

I'm not even going to go into what kind of man does this type of thing to his wife, that I will never understand. I have to tell you I was feeling so angry for her and at the same time so much sympathy too. And the kid, really who does this in front of their own child? What kind of man are you mister? Oh I know....Creep!

Then creep locked eyes with me. I have to tell you I don't scare easily, I had to bite my lip not to roll down my window and say something, but for the child I would have been tempted. He did try to intimidate me when the boy sat down, the bastard made a face at me then he made an aggressive move towards me trying to scare me. It didn't work, I lifted my phone as if to take his picture. He sat looking straight then, but not quite as straight as when Bill returned from the store, he apparently only likes to pick on women, bastard wuss!