Aug 29, 2007 18:41
It's just a silly little story from yesterday...
After I got my hair cut my car was parked on a main downtown street.
I got into the car after waiting for quite a lot of traffic to pass.
I turned the car on, lowered the roof, and waited a LONG time for a break in the traffic.
Suddenly there was a BIG opening and I decided to make a go for it.
As I was pulling out, a woman in a big fancy red car came racing around the corner.
There was no way I could have seen her coming.
I looked in the rear view mirror after I pulled out and she was giving me *the bird* while laying on her horn.
I'm just wondering why it was so difficult for her to allow me to get going down the street?
She had LOTS of room to slow down.
Maybe she had to go to the potty?
Maybe she was late for an appointment?
Maybe she had ants in her pants?
So... me, feeling ornery after seeing the bird flashed at me and hearing her horn ... slowed down a little... not much mind you ... but just enough to annoy the lady in the red car.
I could barely see her face in the rear view mirror but she definitely did not look happy.
I just kept on moving at my own pace.
Eventually when I came to an intersection she passed a bunch of us on the right.
I hope that made her happier.
Sometimes I'm bad.
road_rage,
driving