In which I end up guest posting in two places and having someone guest post on my own blog? Ah, timing can be a wonder, but if you're not too tired from all my words coming at you today, please check out my new post at Prodigal Magazine, a preview of it here: You tell me the story, casually. You're sharing about the man you disagree with, how he rolled down the window and called out to a random woman on the street. You tell me how his own wife rolled her eyes and thought it was amusing. She's used to it, so she excuses it.
You tell me about trying to get the window up in time, about how you scolded him, about how you hated him for it, about how he's just that way, though, how in his mind it doesn't mean anything and he would have been just as likely to do it to any gender, any color, any person.