Insta-Karma is kind of like an Insta-pot. Things heat up fast and you have to be careful how you release that pressure.
I’m in Seattle with some friends, it’s Spring break so parking is hard to come by, and we end up in this little private garage that rents space. Price was decent. We go to the PacSci, have a great time, and return to our vehicle. As we are walking through the garage I notice a truck at the exit gate and a car behind him.
We all get snacks and waters and arrange ourselves in the mini van, taking some minutes, before we head for the exit.
The same truck is still at the gate, now 2 cars behind him, and a car in the next row over waiting as well.
My friend hops out of the car to see if she can find someone working this garage to help the guy in the truck. No go. She comes back alone. In the mean time, one of the people waiting behind the truck has gotten out to see if he can help, politely. We all have our windows rolled down listening. He’s super nice.
In the midst of all this, the woman in the car the next aisle over, starts SCREAMING at the guy in the truck. Name calling, rude, foul mouthed tantrum.
The guy in the truck backs up, then pulls a hard left, and backs into her aisle, blocking her.
The rest of us rapidly leave via the gate. You could hear her still screaming as we drove away.