The Kohl's Incident

SO...my sister, Melissa, and I met at Kohl's today. We parked next to each other and grabbed the kids from the car and shopped a bit. Bought nothing and headed back to the cars. I put Tim in on the driver's side as Mel went around to put Sarah in on the passenger side. I could hear a discussion begin between Mel and the owner of the car next to mine. I could not hear what was being said. I finished buckling Tim and headed over to find a woman, in a high state of agitation, berating Mel about hitting her car and dinging it. Since it was my car I stepped up and calmly and politely asked some questions. (Now mind you I have on occasion given a ding to someone else's car, quite by accident, AND have also been the recipient of said dings myself.) So I asked, did we park after you? are you sure the dings weren't there? She was insistent that we were the perps and was disgusted with people who do this. It was about this time that I began to think my car wouldn't hit her car even with the door all the way open. hmmm. So I calmly opened the door and pointed out to her that our cars didn't line up for that to happen and there was about a foot of space between the edge of my door and her car. I said, "Its just not physically possibly for us to have done this." And yet she insisted. (Had we defied the laws of physics???) I explained that I understood the frustration but we did not do this. She just didn't get it. Maybe we hit it when we pulled something out she claimed. About this time my cackles were up and I was getting louder. So I spouted out that, "The only thing we pulled out of the car was this child!!" Pointing to Sarah in Melissa's arms. I asked if she checked the passenger side of her car before she went in?? Was it at all possible that someone else could have done it and she had not noticed?? AND by the way she was being RUDE. In the end she half heartedly admitted that it wasn't us and said, "Sorry." I replied with, "Good." She huffed off and peeled out. I jumped in my car and left. It was unpleasant. I kept it together till the end. I really hadn't SAID anything wrong. But the tone I used at the end was not nice and I felt bad about reacting that way. Galatians says to never get tired of doing good. I think I did. I started out with diplomacy and ended up barking at someone. Granted she was wrong. But in the end so was I--in my manner. It will forever be remembered as....the Kohl's Incident.