“Excuse me!” I asked what about and she went on, “You almost hit me, with your cart!” I didn’t, but that’s not the point. I answered with a smile, “So what you are saying is . . . nothing happened?” I thought to myself, Did I hit you? No. Did you get hit? No. What do you want me to do, apologize for not hitting you? Next time I will aim better. Literally nothing had happened, even less than in the road rage story, and she chose to get stressed.
