tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post314226338611491210..comments2024-03-22T01:17:18.827-06:00Comments on The FancyPants Factory: Confession: Walk RageFancyPantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00051762758211575101noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-84013781447291326702008-10-08T21:26:00.000-06:002008-10-08T21:26:00.000-06:00Funny Girl, how does one walk like a New Yorker?Jo...Funny Girl, how does one walk like a New Yorker?<BR/><BR/>Joanna, he needs to calm it down if you ask me.<BR/><BR/>Aimful, it's my proof of graduation. I think I'll frame it and hang it on my wall.FancyPantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00051762758211575101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-26945956997370098512008-10-06T23:14:00.000-06:002008-10-06T23:14:00.000-06:00That is an awesome New York story.That is an awesome New York story.Chasehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786709817979547071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-15546795019084569322008-10-06T18:09:00.000-06:002008-10-06T18:09:00.000-06:00I find myself succumbing to an LA driver: I'm abou...I find myself succumbing to an LA driver: I'm about to turn, on a green light, I'm slower than usual, sure- but the new 2008 jeep behind me can't handle it. Probably some dude, cocky 28 year old who is on his way to the gym- I get a huge lay-on-the-horn wail while I... without hesitation... return the honk vibrato and throwing my hands up in the air "hey!! calm down!!" and he speeds up and passes me. Totally not a Spirit controlled moment there. haha.Aspiring Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09669945568051191274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-27210311849307742582008-10-06T11:24:00.000-06:002008-10-06T11:24:00.000-06:00When I'm in NY I try to walk like a New Yorker. (...When I'm in NY I try to walk like a New Yorker. (Don't know how successful I am, but I try.) Drives my girlfriends crazy. <BR/><BR/>I LOVE that you hit the van. That makes my day.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-24040152812294664262008-10-03T12:47:00.000-06:002008-10-03T12:47:00.000-06:00CD, yeah the stare is a good alternative to hittin...CD, yeah the stare is a good alternative to hitting the car, or even cursing. Unless they laugh at you. That's when you hit the car.<BR/><BR/>Cach, isn't it enraging?<BR/><BR/>Mike, bike as in a bicycle or bike as in motorcycle? I would be very scared to be a biker (either one) on a busy street. <BR/><BR/>Sandina and TSB, I think flipping them off might have run through my mind in that split second...but hitting them just seemed so much more...right.<BR/><BR/>Fork, me too! But...is it bad to say that I'm kinda proud of it?<BR/><BR/>SuperC, why thank you.<BR/><BR/>Nina, brave but probably not so smart, huh?FancyPantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00051762758211575101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-1874418933086702312008-10-03T12:25:00.000-06:002008-10-03T12:25:00.000-06:00How funny! I would have hit it also and felt so g...How funny! I would have hit it also and felt so good about it. I will say you are pretty brave playing chicken with cars.Ninahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06426465346446099471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-39646161701898679022008-10-03T06:12:00.000-06:002008-10-03T06:12:00.000-06:00You ROCK! It's official. You're a New Yorker.You ROCK! It's official. You're a New Yorker.Super Churchladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02441661673208075329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-58810910566110924572008-10-02T13:14:00.000-06:002008-10-02T13:14:00.000-06:00I look at drivers and mouth the words, "HIT ME! C...I look at drivers and mouth the words, "HIT ME! COME ON! JUST HIT ME!"<BR/><BR/>I'm not proud of it.Forkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17285857730926721337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-55195583705886764652008-10-02T09:32:00.000-06:002008-10-02T09:32:00.000-06:00Ha! Fancypants is also a sassypants! ;) I though...Ha! Fancypants is also a sassypants! ;) I thought you were going to flip them off as well. Loved the twist!Narci Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15910628808082191857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-90795688000107344652008-10-02T07:57:00.000-06:002008-10-02T07:57:00.000-06:00You're such a fire ball! I love this story becaus...You're such a fire ball! I love this story because I can totally picture you hitting the hood. <BR/><BR/>But, I so thought you were going to say, "instead of bringing my right arm down to my side as I did my left, my right arm suddenly acquired a will of it's own and I flipped him off!" <BR/><BR/>I like hitting the van better. Much more aggressive for you. Way to keep up that tough girl image!SandinaJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09693019739913093710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-58022090142161503922008-10-02T07:41:00.000-06:002008-10-02T07:41:00.000-06:00I totally feel you, I did that once while on my bi...I totally feel you, I did that once while on my bike. I hit the hood because they were merging into MY bike lane. What I didn't realize, as my hand was slapping the new car, that I had a ring on. The car ended up next to me at the light, I assumed they understood there punishment due to the lack of eye contact.Mike Robersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07186703094252697322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-15717297623779497062008-10-02T01:16:00.000-06:002008-10-02T01:16:00.000-06:00Been there. I feel ya.Been there. I feel ya.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354172197004069242.post-83420497066356513252008-10-01T20:38:00.000-06:002008-10-01T20:38:00.000-06:00i've found myself staring cars down, wondering if ...i've found myself staring cars down, wondering if they see me walking. fortunately, they pretty much all have.Cool Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08341022741066076500noreply@blogger.com