The back of the guy’s car was sticking out a few inches into the intersection.
I was at the stop sign getting ready to make a right turn.
He was standing outside of the rear door on the driver’s side of his car, helping an elderly woman, his mother, maybe, into the car.
After looking to the left, I got ready to right turn, giving plenty of clearance to the parked car.
Just as I started my turn, the guy closed his car’s back door and stepped backwards right into the path of my turning car.
I slammed on my brakes to avoid hitting him.
He stood there, directly in front of my car.
He angrily said, “Hey, watch where I’m going!”
Then he flipped me the bird.
That’s the way my day started.