Danica Patrick Was Not Afraid Of Letting Fans Know That She's Not Fond Of Booing

“Since I’m old, instead of taking the booing, what I want to tell you is like, I’m doing the very best I can. If you’re a real fan, you know that I’m not just like…my job is not to sign autographs, right? My job is to drive a car and to tell the crew chief what’s going on. I don’t appreciate the booing. It hurts my feelings. I’m a [expletive] person, you know what I mean? I’m a person, too. I have feelings. When you boo me, it hurts my feelings. Okay? Please just be supportive fans. I’ll do everything I can.”

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Danica Patrick, a woman of many hats. A professional race car driver, an adult, and - most importantly - a fucking person. Jeez, it's a wonder she even found the time to lecture some overanxious and entitled fans for engaging in the most harmless, run-of-the-mill heckle with how many roles she's filling as the living, breathing, of-age operator of a high speed motor vehicle! Seriously, who do these NASCAR fans think they are? How the hell is the preeminent female athlete in all of racing supposed to clear enough of her schedule to sign an autograph or two when she already has to devote what little downtime she does have to explaining why she's not required to sign an autograph or two?

Can't we just leave her poor feelings alone so that she doesn't have to waste precious minutes publicly speaking on their behalf? If she were young it would be one thing, but everyone knows that with age comes the incessant need to be unconditionally loved by even the most needy, selfish, and simple minded of people at all times! With each passing day I totalllllly find myself more and more concerned with the thoughts and opinions of complete strangers, so I can definitely  see why Danica Patrick couldn't just brush it off and go about her business (that she seemed rather quick to state the importance of) once a single person said "boo". Some might call this reactionary dissertation a sign of oversensitivity, but they simply don't know what it's like to a public figu...I mean....person...or something like that...