I had gone to the grocery store and was putting my bags in the car when I noticed an older-model, blue Buick parked behind me. I happened to be wearing a t-shirt that said "Berkeley", as in "UC Berkeley", which I'd gotten a few years ago on a visit there. There was a woman standing by the car, who was probably in her 70s or so, but I didn't pay too much attention. I figured she'd just parked and was going somewhere.
Minding my own business.
As I was finishing with the bags, she came up to me and asked if I'd gone to Berkeley. I said no, and explained how I got the t-shirt. She then said it was “a lousy school, much too liberal." So I asked what was wrong with that, and she went off on me about President Obama. He is a crook, he is from Chicago, and he hasn't done anything for this country.
I told her that I'd voted for him because I wanted change in this country, and it was coming, albeit slowly. That set her off.
She then proceeded to tell me that I would "find out" how wrong I had been to vote for President Obama. She told me about how he's never had a "real" job in his life, he's been on the public dole (because he's been a U.S. Senator, which made no sense at all), and the only reason that I had voted for him was that I "felt sorry because of his race".
She kept shaking her finger at me and telling me that I would find out. So I asked her what was so good about George W. Bush and she said I should listen to the radio because GW Bush is a saint. I asked how so, because he'd gotten us into two wars and the country was a mess. She repeated that GW is a saint and stalked off. It's a good thing my mother taught me to respect age, because I would've clocked her.