I was driving up to Des Moines to play golf in the FARRT (First Annual Renner Road Trip) via Kansas CIty. I stayed the night with Elizabeth and Phil on Friday night and made my way up to Des Moines on Saturday morning.

On Friday night, Elizabeth, Phil, and I went out to a new entertainment block in downtown KC for a night of drinks and bowling. As we cruised by the block searching for a parking spot we spotted an opening directly in front of the bar. At the next intersection, I pulled a U-turn and made my way back to the spot. I passed up the spot, put my blinker on, and put the car in reverse. As I turn to look back, some red-neck hick in a beat-up Oldsmobile, coming from the other direction pulls a U-Turn in the middle of the street and scoots the nose of his car into the spot. He has the nose of his car in the spot but is blocking the rest of the street.

I look back and give him the "what gives" shoulder shug, Phil, in the back seat, gives him a buzz off hand wave and the guy retorts with shining a flashlight in our faces. I don't know if he was trying to blind us or trying to assess who he was messing with. Turns out, he was messing with the RIGHT guys. I sat in the stale-mate for about 30 seconds longer, fuming mad and trying to decide whether or not I wanted to make a scene, and then put the car in drive and drove forward to the $2 parking lot around the corner.

Phil, Elizabeth, and I continued to determine the right course of retaliation for the next 30 minutes until we forgot about it and later in the night decided the course of action we took was the "high road" also known as the "preppy-white guys and pregnant lady not doing anything about it road."