How embarrassing for the USA:

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33. My husband is disabled.

I'll be damned if I let ANYBODY diss him.

One time I got my revenge, and I didn't have to lift a fist. We'd just gotten out of the car in a theater parking lot. His wooden leg was being repaired and he was temporarily crutching it. So we weren't exactly breaking any land speed records. Some jerk in the car behind us started honking, really obnoxiously. Stupid us - I guess we were in his way. So I decided someone needed to be taught a lesson. My husband proceeded ahead of me, while I did the Slow-Walk-of-the-Century, straight down the middle of the row, all the way from the far end where we'd parked, to the theater entrance. Right smack-dab down the middle. I wanted to make sure it was impossible to pass me on either side. I intentionally took several minutes to stroll approximately 50 feet. My thoughts were - "you can just damn well WAIT, you SOB. I'm going to take all the damn time I feel like taking." I think I recall stopping on the way, to rummage through my purse for a few moments. Whoever it was rolled slowly along behind me, and floored it when I finally reached the theater door. I'm sorry - but that made me feel SOOOOOOOOOOOOO good! My husband thought it was hilarious.

I've been known to crab at people who are able-bodied but park in a handicapped spot. Sometimes I go into the store, find the manager, and rat them out. Aside from my husband, there are lots of elderly people in our neighborhood and many of them have permits to park in those handicapped spots, and they can't walk across a parking lot or get out of somebody's way very quickly, either. They need those spaces! It seriously pisses me off to see some lazy-ass selfish jerk who isn't handicapped take one of those spaces because they're "just gonna be two seconds." I always check cars parked in handicapped spaces to make sure they have a handicap parking permit or license plate that allows them to park there. I'm kind of a Nazi that way.