For those who think I’m a bitch I’ll give you a great example of such rudeness. I recently attended the LA Aids Walk. I was standing there after I passed the finish line and I feel this heavy something on my right foot. I look down and this woman is standing there shouting to her baby daddy across the park while her stroller with baby in it sits on my foot, my entire foot. I literally couldn’t move. Nicely I say “Excuse me” and she looks at me, oh my God, like I am the DUMBEST person on the planet and says “What?!?” I point down to my foot. She gives me a dirty look, huffs and puffs and finishes mowing the front wheels as well as the back two wheels of the stroller over my foot. This is where my bitch came out. In all honesty, I was about to tear her a new asshole, but (A)She had a baby with her, (B) I was at the AIDS Walk where it is about other people not me, and (C) I noticed there was some kind of inspirational quote on her shirt. The quote is what stopped me. Given A, B, and C I said nothing which would be shocking to anyone who personally knows me, but necessary. You have to pick your battles and I figured if she was that nasty she had to really be miserable inside and I don’t wish that on anyone.