That awkward moment when you’re parking and you accidentally drive up onto the curb…
So if you’re me, you make a loud manly growling noise so that anyone within range thinks you did it on purpose (this makes sense to my primitive man brain).
Only you didn’t realize the Indian lady in the minivan next to you had her windows down. And judging by the look on her face — and the position of her jaw — your unexpected guttural sounds just scared the crap out of her (possibly literally).
And you can’t think of anything to say, so you just look over and wave in a friendly fashion.
But she doesn’t even crack a smile. She is not amused by my shenanigans.
So now I must take my shenanigans somewhere else!