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today a man in his sixties got out of his truck at a stoplight and threatened to shove his cane up my ass. he then proceeded to call me a "fucking idiot" and beat on my truck once or twice with said cane. this incident stems from an event that had taken place approximately a minute and thirty seconds before, when I pulled out on to a free lane to get out on to the road. i was inching forward and trying to pressure people into slowing down and letting me go. when i thought i saw my break, i pressed on the accelerator. but, as i did so, the vehicle that i presupposed to be letting me go was not, in fact, letting me go. so, in order to not die at 7:20 in the morning on a monday, i continued accelerating. the driver behind me slammed his breaks and i caught a glimpse of him giving me the finger with both of his hands. at the lights by eastern ave, we stopped. at which point, the man got out of his car and i locked my door. he banged on the window with his cane and said, "you're lucky i don't shove this cane up your fucking ass! fucking idiot!" around the time when he said "i don't" i stopped looking at him and tuned it out to wait for a green light. the green light came and he followed me until the cut bridge where we finally diverged; i went right and he continued on straight over the cut bridge. i can't help but have this on my mind because it really was an exciting way to start my morning and i can only imagine what that old man is writing on HIS livejournal this very moment.