Oh, I got the finger all right, but I wasn't flipped off

It seems I made a slight error when I was driving to get my haircut just now. The one entrance to the place, to my knowledge, happened just before the shared lane in the road began. So I fudged it a bit, and pulled in anyway. Only to have a man, sitting in the passenger seat of a mini-van going the opposing direction, pucker his lips and wag his index finger back and forth at me. Woops. I guess I did a no-no. I'd better go sit in time-out now.