I was out walking my dog today in a fairly underused park which I walk her in almost daily. My dog took a poop, and I used a bag (conveniently supplied by the city at park entrances) to pick it up. Later in my walk, I crossed paths with a middle aged woman, and chatted briefly as our dogs played.
After parting ways, I came across a pile of dog shit that some ass had failed to pick up. As I had an extra bag in my pocket, I decided to pick it up since it was in a high traffic area. As I picked it up, I noticed the woman I had spoken to earlier approaching from a distance.
I returned to my car, and as I was getting the dog settled, this woman passed by. As I pulled out, she STEPPED IN FRONT OF MY CAR. When I rolled down the window, she pointed back and said in an accusatory manner: "Is that YOUR poop bag?!"
I checked my mirror, and saw a bag sitting by the side of the road, near to where I had been parked. "No," I replied, "it was already there, I guess...". To which she said: "Sure"
What a fucking bitch. I went out of my way to pick up SOMEBODY ELSE'S dog shit, and I get accused of littering. I imagine my dumpy dog walking clothes (as it was POURING rain) played a part in her snap judgement, which I think is total BS. I am so pissed that I didn't think to pick up the bag of (SOMEBODY ELSE'S) shit that was sitting on the floorboards and wave it in her fucking face.
This is par for the course as far as my interactions with baby boomers at the dog park goes. Half of them have small but viscous dogs that they let run wild, but flip out if my very well behaved medium sized dog has the audacity to bark or growl when ATTACKED by their fucking mutt.
Please excuse my rant, but I'm glad to get that off my chest.
After parting ways, I came across a pile of dog shit that some ass had failed to pick up. As I had an extra bag in my pocket, I decided to pick it up since it was in a high traffic area. As I picked it up, I noticed the woman I had spoken to earlier approaching from a distance.
I returned to my car, and as I was getting the dog settled, this woman passed by. As I pulled out, she STEPPED IN FRONT OF MY CAR. When I rolled down the window, she pointed back and said in an accusatory manner: "Is that YOUR poop bag?!"
I checked my mirror, and saw a bag sitting by the side of the road, near to where I had been parked. "No," I replied, "it was already there, I guess...". To which she said: "Sure"

What a fucking bitch. I went out of my way to pick up SOMEBODY ELSE'S dog shit, and I get accused of littering. I imagine my dumpy dog walking clothes (as it was POURING rain) played a part in her snap judgement, which I think is total BS. I am so pissed that I didn't think to pick up the bag of (SOMEBODY ELSE'S) shit that was sitting on the floorboards and wave it in her fucking face.
This is par for the course as far as my interactions with baby boomers at the dog park goes. Half of them have small but viscous dogs that they let run wild, but flip out if my very well behaved medium sized dog has the audacity to bark or growl when ATTACKED by their fucking mutt.
Please excuse my rant, but I'm glad to get that off my chest.
