Two things I don't like are:
1. Mornings
2. Yuppie jerk bastard drivers
So, this morning I'm sitting in the right lane at a stoplight about
100 yards from work. I glance in the rearview and see a 6 cylinder accord
coming up behind me and a auto store delivery truck coming up on the left.
The accord decides to cut the girl driving the delivery truck off so he
won't have to be behind that "slow" pickup waiting at the light. The girl
had to slam on her brakes and hit the turn lane to keep from tagging him.
The accord came to a stop a half a car length ahead of me and he
just kept nudging it up while the turn lanes were going. Needless to say, I
had seen enough. We left the light together, but I whooped him soundly, cut
his sorry butt off, and slowed way down to box him in so he could stare at
the DODGE (I don't have my DDBC yet) while I pulled into the turn lane so
that I could go back to work.
It made me wait for two more red lights, but I felt better about
the morning. Plus, some delivery girl now has a knight in Intense Blue armor.
Regards,
George
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