Running outside barefoot in the snow, or how to be known as a crazy neighbor
Did you just see a woman running out of her front door in a pair of grey sweatpants and a sweatshirt this morning at 7:08 a.m.? Did you notice she was barefoot?
She ran outside and down her driveway and waved her arms in the air over her head at her neighbors car across from her house that was backing out of the driveway.
There was ice and snow on the road.
The car stopped and the passenger rolled down his window.
“Would you please stop honking your horn in the morning. You are waking me up. Please, get out of your car and knock on the door.”
“Yes, really. Please stop honking your horn.”
Then she drove away. I could hear her laughing as her son closed his window.
How could I hear what was said?
Did you guess who the woman was who ran outside barefoot in the snow?
Yes. You guessed it. It was me.
No man should live where he can hear his neighbor’s dog bark.
― Nathaniel Macon
Nathaniel Macon died on June 29, 1837, years before the first automobile drove down a suburban street honking its horn. Nathaniel I agree with you. I would add to Mr. Macon’s quote.
No man or woman should live where they can hear their neighbor’s horn honking. Or, no man or woman should honk their horn. They should open their car door, walk to the front of the house and knock on the door.
Or maybe, the quote should be,
A fool shows his annoyance at once, but a prudent man overlooks an insult.
Maybe I was a fool, or maybe I was just being polite and letting a neighbor know I didn’t like the horn honking.
I will let you know what happens tomorrow morning.
Have you ever had a neighbor honk early in the morning? What did you do? Please tell me in the comments. I would love to chat. I would also love to put on a pair of warm wool socks.
About Pamela Hodges
My name is Pamela Hodges. I am a writer and an artist. I write to encourage and to bring laughter. I paint cats, draw cartoons and write books for children and grown ups.