Good thing Im a rubber necker

I was driving home from our store yesterday and I happened to glance out my window at some lady screaming at the sidewalk. Srsly screaming, cussing, spitting, veins popping out of forehead. That sidewalk really pissed her off. She had long stringy bleached blond hair that she whipped around like an unmanned fire hose, was smoking a cigarette (or something that resembled one) was prolly 30 pounds under weight, and had itty bitty cut off jean shorts on, which showed off her pale veiny legs.
What I would have given to be that sidewalk for just 2 minutes. I would have LOVED to know what she was so pissed about....I bet it went something like this.

I'll first set the scene....

Crack head lady walking to the bus stop.....
Suddenly stops and looks into the sky...
"What?" she says to nobody.
She waits a few seconds, and when noone replies she continues walking to her destination.
Once again, she stops, looks around, looks up to the sky, "what?"......no reply.
"Who is there?.....I'll bet it was YOU, sidewalk." Looking down and pointing aggressively.
Sidewalk just lays there, unaffected by her accusation, which was the wrong move cuz it really pissed off crack head.
And then the profanities began, and I was lucky enough to witness it for a few sweet seconds of rubber necking bliss.