At 09:28 PM 12/14/2002 -0600, you wrote:
>Holy S#|t I almost pissed myself today. I was 2nd car in a left turn lane,
>yield on green. Ahead of me was a F$#d Exploder way out in the
>intersection (idiot) talking on a cell. The light turns red at this big/busy
>intersection so he decides to back up outta everybodys way. I notice he
>doesn't take it outta reverse... I just know whats gonna happen, I
>outright panic. I start honking my horn and waving my arms. I've got 10+
>people around me thinking I'm pshyco, but this guys just chatting away. I
>start to get out when he finally becomes aware of me and gets a clue.
>I'm still wound up three hours later, its no wonder the ferd guy (couger
>10s) in my office won't talk to me.
Damn, I've seen that a few too many times. Good thing you finally got his
attention or he almost certainly would have backed right into you... You
should have taken his cell phone and shoved it where it belongs.
-Bill
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