Of course, there was the panic of having to perform the following tasks with mere seconds to spare: (i) grab the phone from my purse, (ii) unlock it, (iii) turn on the camera, (iv) take a few photos of myself, (v) realize the camera was turned around, (vi) curse like a sailor, (vii) sweat the light turning green and a-hole getting away, and (viii) finally getting my victory snap.
For those of you who watch Modern Family (or who don't and can tolerate a 30 second ad to watch this clip), it went down in a remarkably similar fashion.
Here's the evidence I'll be turning over to my local prosecutor:
| F*ck! Why is this taking a picture of me?? (My stupid, open-mouthed look is priceless) |
| The perpetrator. Gotcha. Dude, you are so hosed, it's not even funny. |
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