I had my first "hater" experiece the other day. There was is a small car show on the 3rd of July where I live. So, I went and picked up my dad in the viper, we went up there for a couple of hours then I took him home. Now, there is only one way in and one way out of getting to his house. When I originally went and picked him up there were a group of people outside drinking letting off some fireworks. I didn't think anything of it, other then I did get some nasty looks from them because I interupted "happy time" of them in the middle of the street blowing letting off their goods. Now, don't get me wrong, I love having a cold one and tossing black cats, but I don't get upset if I have to give a car the right of way. That is usually just a pause in the action to reload.
Since there is only one way in, and one way out, I drove by once picking him up, and again on our way to the car show. After the car show, I had to drive by again to drop him off, and I had go the same way to head home. After dropping my dad off and I approached there is a big ol' tub of goo in the middle of the street with a punk in one hand and his milwakees best in the other, just standing there where I couldn't get by so I stopped. I could hear him saying stuff, but couldn't make it out. He finally waddled his fat drunk ass to the side of the street so I could pass and then yells "take it home, quit driving by, we aren't impressed". I put on the brakes to stop then, thought to myself, that it would probably be bad for business if I got out and made a scence in front of the 20+ people sitting there watching Drunk Jed left off his firecrackers.
It pissed me off, but the more I thought about it on my drive home, I kind of took it as a compliment, because most people try to direct their feeling by putting others down, or cracking jokes. So I guess I will let my **** ass viper be the brunt of this idiots joke.