Oh, Dan. Many years ago I walked into a car dealership with five grand in my pocket. I pointed at a tan Ford truck (I had already named her Martha) and said, that car. This price.

They battled with me for four hours. I sat at a table, the five grand laid out. Immovable. I left in Martha, five grand to the penny.

Some years before that I was doing my spin training in a powered glider with an arrogant asshole of an Australian pilot. He made some ugly comment about how women shouldn’t be flying. I put my bird into a full, uncontrolled spin just to see the expression on that cretin’s face as he hung upside-down in the straps, then pulled her out in plenty of time. POS.

There are times that I am just done with people. Happy to give plenty of rope before that, but there’s a line….

Horizon Huntress, prize-winning author, adventure traveler, boundary-pusher, wilder, veteran, aging vibrantly. I own my sh*t. Let’s play!

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