There's a four way travel, three way stop intersection in the parking lot of Albertson's. Incoming traffic doesn't have to stop - probably helps avoid them piling up cars into the traffic lanes of Boulder Highway.
Anyway, I was driving straight and had just stopped at the stop sign. Started going and halfway through the intersection a lady for whom the Ford Escort she was driving appeared to be little more than a mumu tried to blow through the intersection without stopping.
Whatever, I keep going. She slams to a halt.
So then I'm in the right lane of the left turn lanes on Boulder when this mountain of a woman pulls up next to me with her window rolled down and screams at me for cutting her off. *sigh* Stop sign means stop, people.
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