Old Lady Falls on Road, Then Hears Young Men in Lux Car Laughing at Her — Story of the Day
Virginia was walking home from the grocery with her daughter when she slipped on the icy road of a crosswalk. A bunch of young men in a fancy car started laughing and honking at her. But she remembered her father and stood up for herself in a way no one imagined.
Mrs. Virginia Fairchild had just finished grocery shopping with her daughter, Vanessa, and told her she would rather walk home. “But Mom, it’s freezing. Let me take you to your house,” her daughter protested. But Virginia didn’t want to impose, as Vanessa lived 20 minutes away from her.
St. Cloud, Minnesota, was pretty covered in snow, and it wasn’t that cold yet anyway. Only the roads were somewhat icy, but drivers knew to be careful. So the 74-year-old woman took her two grocery bags and stopped at the crosswalk.
Virginia crossed the road but slipped on the icy cement. | Source: Shutterstock
When the red light appeared and the vehicles stopped, Virginia started crossing. Unfortunately, she underestimated how slippery the icy cement would be and stumbled with her bags. She fell on her hip, and there were no other pedestrians to help her up.
Then she noticed a group of young teenagers laughing at her from their new Mercedes Benz. They couldn’t be older than 17. “Hey, lady! That was hilarious! Do it again!” the one on the driver’s seat yelled at her. Virginia couldn’t believe how cruel they were to an older stranger.
Young kids these days don’t know any respect, she thought as she tried to stand up. But it was difficult on her own, and the kids started honking the horn, frightening her.
She remembered a story her father had told her about his troupe in World War II. | Source: Pexels
“MOVE, OLD WOMAN! WE HAVE PLACES TO BE!” The kid in the passenger-side seat yelled as the driver continued to honk. The light was green, but she was obstructing their path while other cars swished by.
Suddenly, a lovely man came to help her up. “Are you alright, ma’am? I can help you with your bags?” he asked her. Virginia was grateful, but she couldn’t stop thinking about the young men in the car, who were still causing a stir and honking rudely.
She looked at them with her hands on her hips. “Hey, old bat! Don’t give me that look! Get...