MAY 22, 10:00 A.M.
Today I was driving down Sheffield near Webster on my way to get some coffee and then zoom to my spa appointment at Marios downtown. As I approached the intersection, I noticed that my best friend Melissa was going the opposite way down Webster.
Now let me tell you a little something about Melissa. She is my best friend in the world. We both moved to Lincoln Park from Iowa after college. Melissa loves to drive her boyfriend’s Range Rover all around the village for hours. Typically she will drive the Halsted-Webster-Sheffield-Armitage square, with little stops here and there when she notices a nice boutique.
I quickly honked the horn on my Jetta, and waved out at Melissa. But when I stopped the car for just one second or two to ask Melissa if she and her boyfriend Mark were ever going to get married, this irate man in a big truck, who was just behind my Jetta, started to Honk! Now, let me tell you, I had never seen him before, and he was already honking at me! I spun my head around and gave him a dirty glance and then proceeded to tell Melissa that I’d see her soon at Kincade’s or Kelsey’s, and that I hoped she had a nice afternoon out in the Village.
Unfortunately, the peace and serenity didn’t last more than another three seconds before the man in the truck behind me started leaning on the horn again. He must have held it solid for 25 or 30 seconds. How annoying that was! I really started to get upset, and turned around and shot him another dirty glance. The light had changed to red while I was talking to Melissa, so what right did he have to honk at me now?
I mentioned it to Melissa later. She said she had wondered what all the honking was about. I had assumed it was obvious that we were catching up.
We decided to meet at Kincade’s next time. There was still the question of whether she and Mark were getting married.
—Ashley Munroe
