You: Shiny black luxuryish looking new car stopped right in the crosswalk forcing me to walk in the traffic lanes.
Me: Woman on foot with big plastic pail swinging and “accidentally” whacking your shiny new car.
Sorry ’bout that. I didn’t set out to hit your car, but I didn’t care if I did because you took away my cross walk. I had to walk around your boat, into traffic. Yes, there wasn’t anything coming but that is besides the point. So in the future let’s avoid incidents like this by recognizing there is a place for everything and everything in its place. Cars behind the long solid line. Pedestrians with swinging objects in the crosswalk.