I hate getting yelled at! Especially if I didn't do anything.
Yesterday, I was driving to Sis' house and I had to make a right at a light.
The woman who was waiting at the same light had a red light but she was turning right and when I turned on my signal, she glared at me and mouthed Well, it's about time.
I turned the signal on at least 500 feet from the street. I wasn't speeding or going too slow. I still don't know why she was so mad at me. My signal isn't broken either. I checked.
I guess she was just a crabby old thing.
I guess I'm lucky it wasn't the Queen!