I’m trying to pull out of the parking space at Carr’s when I realize the car next to me is also pulling out. I look across to the driver to do that friendly wordless thing that decides who pulls out first. She looks over, phone to ear, holds her hand up for me to wait, pulls halfway out and stops to have a more vigorous phone conversation while still holding her hand up indicating she’d need me to wait until she got off the phone to continue pulling out. It’s times like these when I realize it’s a good thing I don’t carry a loaded gun in my car or I would have shot her phone.