She was very angry, because she felt that I parked in a parking space that should have been hers.
There was an identical parking space right next to the one I parked in, so at the time I thought nothing of it.
I just parked.
When I stepped out of my car, WHAM!
Right in the kisser, as they say.
More like in the cheek.
I sort of crumpled and sat down, next to the car.
I thought about saying something to her, but my mouth had gotten me into trouble in the past, and since I had already been struck, rather soundly, I thought better of mouthing off further.
Who knows what she might have in her?
SOMEONE IS GOING TO KILL YOU!
Is what she said, as she walked away without offering me a hand up.
My mother had warned me more than once that running my mouth would get me into trouble, but who knew that parking would lead to such violence?
I went home without getting a movie.
Rolf saw my face and said "what happened to YOU."