N.O. should mean NO!
I was in New Orleans and Baton Rouge earlier this year for a film project about Hurricane Katrina, and I was waiting for my co-workers in the morning outside of the hotel. Some dude in a red shitty car drove by and honked, and sleepy as hell at 8am, I flipped him off. Then he came back. He parked next to me while I screamed into his tinted windows whether or not he had a problem. he never looked at me and was probably just trying to make me feel nuts. well it worked. i was humiliated and frustrated, and why?! Because HE messed with ME! When my co-workers finally pulled up to get me, some nearby construction workers stared at me while i got into the car and I yelled, "what?!" at them. They turned back to minding their own business, and my so-called friends even questioned me, as if I was one the one with an issue. I was shaken up for hours. |