Serial flipper?
OK, so I'm driving to work yesterday...same route I've taken for the past month. I notice this short fat guy staring at me from a bus stop. No one's in front or behind me in this lane and the oncoming lane is empty so he must be staring at me. Suddenly he stands up and flips me off. Not just a casual flip, but a full arm extension, very angry look, "F**K YOU" FLIP OFF. I was just stunned. What just happened? I drove on, trying to listen to my audiobook and grasp the fact that someone just flipped me off. Everyone I talked to suggested he had mistaken me for someone else or had recently gone missing from an asylum somewhere.
I'd actually forgotten about the guy until this morning. I see him standing at the same bus stop and before I could process the thought, "Hey, that's the guy that flipped me off yesterday!" he was doing it again! What the hell?
This time I slammed on my breaks (anti-lock breaks are much less effective than the old ones) and put my truck in reverse. I rolled down the passenger window and asked, "Do you have some problem with me?"
"Yeah!" he answered, "Quit fucking staring at me!"
So by now, there's a big utility truck in my rear view mirror and I'm blocking a major road so I return the strange little person's gesture and yell, "Well F**K you too, A-HOLE!" put my truck back in gear and drive away.
I love living in a country where I have every legal right to stare at this strange, ugly, little man just to piss him off on my way to work and he can flip me off to his heart's content. I think I'm going to start waving at him and smiling like an idiot.
I'd actually forgotten about the guy until this morning. I see him standing at the same bus stop and before I could process the thought, "Hey, that's the guy that flipped me off yesterday!" he was doing it again! What the hell?
This time I slammed on my breaks (anti-lock breaks are much less effective than the old ones) and put my truck in reverse. I rolled down the passenger window and asked, "Do you have some problem with me?"
"Yeah!" he answered, "Quit fucking staring at me!"
So by now, there's a big utility truck in my rear view mirror and I'm blocking a major road so I return the strange little person's gesture and yell, "Well F**K you too, A-HOLE!" put my truck back in gear and drive away.
I love living in a country where I have every legal right to stare at this strange, ugly, little man just to piss him off on my way to work and he can flip me off to his heart's content. I think I'm going to start waving at him and smiling like an idiot.