Seriously?

I work in a three storey building and we're on the middle floor (that's the first floor if you're in the UK and the second floor if you're in the US, for some reason...) and this morning I saw someone from upstairs reverse their car into a car driven by one of my team. Fortunately neither of them were injured, though it's caused far more damage to my worker's car since the one reversing into it was a Chelsea tractor, which came away pretty much unscathed.

It just so happened that I was crossing the car park at the time and saw the whole thing, with my worker being completely in the clear. My pointing this out to the person in question when they appeared to be back-pedalling ("oh, my reversing sensors didn't go off!" etc., to which my response was "you probably ought to get them checked out, then" was maybe not the most sympathetic) led to me getting a visit from her manager. Because I made her cry later, apparently, and she wasn't happy I didn't take her off somewhere like it was a big secret and she hadn't already blabbed about her inability to drive safely to everyone on the same floor as her.

*shakes head* What is it about some middle-aged women (and I feel I'm in a position to say this, being one of them!) and the apparent lack of a spinal column? One wonders how some of them even manage to get out of bed in the morning...