So we were at the Tennessee aquariuim. We had just driven for over an hour and mother was very sore and stiff. She needed for my friend and I to go out and walk around the parking lot in order to find a closer spot. We have the handicapped sticker so it's okay for us to park in those places. My buddy and I found one and stood in the center of the parking place and called Dad on the cell phone so that they could leave the out-of-the-way spot and start heading over to the close spot. Suddenly an old man and his wife start driving into the spot.

The old meanie stopped when he saw us, then looked confused and angry and shot his car forward 2 feet (threatening us), then honked and shook his fist. We stayed rooted in place, then I stepped forward and pointed to our car which there by then and was trying to scoot into place.

I said, "There's our car. If you want to get out and have a little discussion about it, we can do that. Just you and me." He declined and drove away. Man, that was weird . . . but it was cool and I got a really good adrenaline rush from it. I was totally level-headed the whole time even though my body was rushing.

If I hadn't confronted the mean old buzzard my Mom would have had to walk much farther before and after our trip. I would have felt pretty stupid for not doing my job. I'm also pretty sure neither one of them were handicapped. Even if one of them was, they were still jerks and my crippled mother has the right to park there just the same as any other physically challenged citizen.

Anyway, that's how I almost beat up an old guy. Btw - if he had hit me with his car the charges would be assault with a deadly weapon - and I had a witness. Just F.Y.I. there.