There's a woman from the Bad Group Home in my neighbourhood, the one with the screamers, and this woman is a nasty piece of work. Any encounter with her at all puts me in a rage for the rest of the day. There's something about her that puts me in an incandescent rage.
Naturally, I do what I can to avoid her.
Normally, she sits on this one patch of grass on Main Street. Easy enough to avoid, if you see her -- I take the corner early, or cross the street.
Today, she was in wait on the sidewalk across from the home. I spotted her, didn't see a way out, and so I crossed the street in front of an oncoming bus in order to get away. Such is my loathing of this nasty woman, that I will risk an oncoming bus rather than deal with her.
She then walked alongside me on the other sidewalk for three blocks, yelling at me.
Luckily, I had my iPod on, and so could tune her out. But she was in my peripheral. And also luckily, someone came walking the other way on her side, so she could stop them instead.
Obviously, after eight years, she can sense my loathing of her, and that's not helping matters. But she's just one of those people who can put you in a blinding fury having to deal with them. It's completely irrational.
I just want to not have to deal with that. Or her. Ever. And I'm perfectly within my rights to cross the street to avoid someone, even if I look like a total asshole for doing it.
Lesser of evils.