Geez, she sure did have her knickers knoted tight about a little old 4 foot snake and no one there to exterminate it at her bequest.
I like snakes, well most snakes, and would be rather opposed to outright slaughtering it just because some ditz saw it slithering towards her car. Like those damn Yankee's, I'd have been laughing my ass off at her antics.

Since they were usually garter snakes, my mother used to try to protect them from my dad and brother's chivalry when me and sister would holler "Snake!"
Many's a time I saw them chop up an intruding serpent.

Sorry if you feel used, G, but I too like to see some action when faced with something crawly, and am usually restricted to screeching "Bug!"
My husband, Dr. Schweitzer, doesn't kill them though. He just does catch and release.

Most SOUTHERN men can identify snakes, at least the poisonous from the narrow-headed corn snakes, et. al.

Have y'all ever noticed that whenever a woman has seen a snake, it's always a "copperhead"? Always. [ No offense Cracker; after last week's thread on 'coral snakes' I figure you must know your varieties].

I would most likely, after I was able to stop laughing, meander over to said 'victim' and pick it up and move it away from the general vicinity of the screamers to an undisclosed location. IE... Out of sight.
I suppose its shadenfreud but it sure is a hoot to watch feet a flyin' and voices raised with "Get rid of it!" and "Kill it! Kill the damn thing NOW!" and "Keep it away from me you idiot!"
Around here we're limited to rattlers, copperheads and the occasional moccasin as far as dangerous critters and even then I just do the relocation dance.

Not with moccasins, you don't, G. They're so aggressive, if you did manage to catch and release one he'd Google you and hunt you down.

The last time it happened, I felt kind of bad. I saw a green snake and involuntarily exclaimed. My old daddy came right away with a shovel and chopped it. I did regret its death.

Ya, I'll admit to having run from a few of them.

They were following you, too.

I had one follow me for a ways after we stumbled upon him by the edge of a quarry pond. Stinkiest damn snake I ever smelt in my life and darn mean to boot. I backed off when I saw him and he advanced... I turned and ran and after a few seconds I figured I was far enough away. Looked back and there he was, slithering as fast as he could towards me. I decided it wasn't gonna be a good day fishing there and hightailed it for the car and left, never went back there either. If it hadn't been on Fedco's property that would have been one dead snake.

it is surprising, the aggressiveness of mocassins..
I know it shocked the hell out of me, the first time
I had one get a shovel.