Ok. Admittedly, kicking her out the car was a dick move on my part, but I'm more so talking about the circumstances rather than just the action itself. She was on her way to work. For all I know, she might have been in at risk of losing her job for being tardy thanks to me making her walk, and I don't really wish that upon anybody, even if a girl is being a class A *****.
Another thing was that she upset me at a bad time. I had a heated argument with my English teacher that morning about how her grading methods are unfair and stupid (as far as I'm concerned, they're retarded), and since I felt wronged, I was more or less discontent and irritable the entire day. It's possible that I might not have reacted in such a manner to that girl's quips if I was in a better mood that day, but like I said, I've been meaning to kick someone out of my car for complaining.
On the other hand, her losing her job would be quite the lesson in appreciation and gratitude. Just sayin'.
And for all those wondering if my car really is just that crappy, it really isn't. I mean, it works just fine, besides the fact that it needs an alignment. The interior isn't obscenely dirty or torn up. The exterior does have a few dents and scratches, including the trunk nearly being mashed in to some extent, but nothing too serious. It's an old Honda Civic that has and is still serving me well.
The problem is simply pop culture these days. Everyone wants to be riding around in some spiffy car that makes heads turn. Ladies want to be seen stepping out of a Rolls Royce, Benz, Lexus, and other shit that regular guys just can't afford.
All I'm saying is that if you don't want to be seen or ride in my car, your ass can walk.