I was very unphilosophic recently, and I'm just noting why. Our next door neighbor has been having lots of work done on his house lately, and the construction workers have been parking in our driveway. In an effort to be neighborly, we didn't object, although it would seem to make more sense to park on the street. Yesterday I was backing out of our garage, and all I could see in my rear view mirror was the truck parked at the bottom of our driveway. As I tried to get around it, I turned too sharply and ran into the trees lining the driveway. One of the workmen was standing ten feet away talking on his cell phone. I was furious, although turning too sharply was my mistake. He could have said, "Is my truck blocking you? Let me move it." But he didn't. He did yell to warn me as I hit the tree, but it was too late.
I was so mad that I cussed him out, which is somewhat unlike me. So much for being neighborly.
