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Ok, random journal update time.
I was driving over to Drew's house for practice today. I am driving down Esplanade and stop at the Dodge stop sign to turn left. There was a few cars in front of me so I have to wait a little for my turn. I pull up to the stop sign with my left blinker on and start pulling out for the car on the opposite side to turn left as well, that car just sits there so I decide to just go and not wait for it to wake up. Well as soon as I start to go, so does the other car, but I decide to just continue since the car wanted to wait so bad to begin with. The car acts like its gunna continue but I just continue as well; since no one wants an accident, the car backs off and lets me go.
I then turn left again onto Drew's street and pull up to his house and stop. The car at the stop sign also pulls up next to me and tells me to roll down my window. I roll down my window as she is rolling down hers and she asks me with her ignorant "youth are stupid" attitude,
Her:"Did you just get your license?"
Me: "No... why?"
Her: "Because you know you're supposed to stop at the stop sign right?"
Me: "I did stop at the stop sign."
Her: "Welllll you know your supposed to let the other car go first when turning right?"
Me: "Ok...."
At this point I am getting fired up at this lady just plainly because of the way she was talking down to me, and I was already on edge before I came over to Drew's, so I immediately start giving her attitude back. She continues to just look at me like I am some 15 1/2 year old pubescent teen who stole his parents car to go joy riding.
She then decides to start driving away. So I say as I am getting out of my car, "Did you seriously just stop to tell me that?" She stops her rolling car, puts it in reverse, and zooms back to her original spot.
Her: "Am I gunna have to use my connections to find out where you live and have you shot?"
Wait wait wait, did she really just say, "Use my connections to have me shot?" Tell me this, how many connections does an obese 40-something coming home from her 9-5 job driving a Toyota Solora have? It's not exactly like she was the type of person to have a sawed-off shotgun hiding in her glovebox just itching to be used. So as every person does who is not an actor in a movie with lines memorized for such an occasion, I say,
Me: "Ok."
Her: "Why don't you do everyone a favor and learn how to drive!"
Way to use the most over used road-rage comment in existence. If she is able to pull out a redneck "have you shot." comment, I'd expect something a little more then that.
Of course 2 seconds later I think of what to say, "How about I call the police right now and just let them know your spitting out life threatening comments about me." or "Oh yeah! I have explosive diarrhea and I'll crap all over your car till it looks like you went off-roading through a lake of mud!" or "I will eat your face if you ever threaten me like that again you dirty whore!" or "The only connections you have are at the twinky factory fatty!" But she had already turned left on the next street....wait a second, she turned left on the next street...maybe she lives down there.
So after practice ends (which was really productive and we started writing a song that will blow your pants off) I go down the street she went down. I remember the street because I got super lost on it once because it's a long street with about 4 coldasacs perpendicular to the main street, all called the same street name. So I go down the first street and find her car sitting in the driveway on the corner house. How stupid of her, if I was a crazy person, (I mean I am, but really crazy, like Denethor from Return of The King crazy, the guy who got set on fire and ran off the cliff of Gondor) I could of had a bat in my glove box and just smashed all of her windows on her car, or set her lawn on fire and started sacrificing kittens in flames. Lucky for her, there were no kittens around.
I will end with an old tradition of the hard and wack list.
Hard:
1. Finding a new job.
2. Going to class daily.
3. Not egging this lady's house who I have the address for if anyone feels like having some fun.
Wack:
1. A pawn shop not being open on a monday.
2. $250 car insurance payments.
3. My inability to have a witty comment when mouth-offed to.
-love chris
I was driving over to Drew's house for practice today. I am driving down Esplanade and stop at the Dodge stop sign to turn left. There was a few cars in front of me so I have to wait a little for my turn. I pull up to the stop sign with my left blinker on and start pulling out for the car on the opposite side to turn left as well, that car just sits there so I decide to just go and not wait for it to wake up. Well as soon as I start to go, so does the other car, but I decide to just continue since the car wanted to wait so bad to begin with. The car acts like its gunna continue but I just continue as well; since no one wants an accident, the car backs off and lets me go.
I then turn left again onto Drew's street and pull up to his house and stop. The car at the stop sign also pulls up next to me and tells me to roll down my window. I roll down my window as she is rolling down hers and she asks me with her ignorant "youth are stupid" attitude,
Her:"Did you just get your license?"
Me: "No... why?"
Her: "Because you know you're supposed to stop at the stop sign right?"
Me: "I did stop at the stop sign."
Her: "Welllll you know your supposed to let the other car go first when turning right?"
Me: "Ok...."
At this point I am getting fired up at this lady just plainly because of the way she was talking down to me, and I was already on edge before I came over to Drew's, so I immediately start giving her attitude back. She continues to just look at me like I am some 15 1/2 year old pubescent teen who stole his parents car to go joy riding.
She then decides to start driving away. So I say as I am getting out of my car, "Did you seriously just stop to tell me that?" She stops her rolling car, puts it in reverse, and zooms back to her original spot.
Her: "Am I gunna have to use my connections to find out where you live and have you shot?"
Wait wait wait, did she really just say, "Use my connections to have me shot?" Tell me this, how many connections does an obese 40-something coming home from her 9-5 job driving a Toyota Solora have? It's not exactly like she was the type of person to have a sawed-off shotgun hiding in her glovebox just itching to be used. So as every person does who is not an actor in a movie with lines memorized for such an occasion, I say,
Me: "Ok."
Her: "Why don't you do everyone a favor and learn how to drive!"
Way to use the most over used road-rage comment in existence. If she is able to pull out a redneck "have you shot." comment, I'd expect something a little more then that.
Of course 2 seconds later I think of what to say, "How about I call the police right now and just let them know your spitting out life threatening comments about me." or "Oh yeah! I have explosive diarrhea and I'll crap all over your car till it looks like you went off-roading through a lake of mud!" or "I will eat your face if you ever threaten me like that again you dirty whore!" or "The only connections you have are at the twinky factory fatty!" But she had already turned left on the next street....wait a second, she turned left on the next street...maybe she lives down there.
So after practice ends (which was really productive and we started writing a song that will blow your pants off) I go down the street she went down. I remember the street because I got super lost on it once because it's a long street with about 4 coldasacs perpendicular to the main street, all called the same street name. So I go down the first street and find her car sitting in the driveway on the corner house. How stupid of her, if I was a crazy person, (I mean I am, but really crazy, like Denethor from Return of The King crazy, the guy who got set on fire and ran off the cliff of Gondor) I could of had a bat in my glove box and just smashed all of her windows on her car, or set her lawn on fire and started sacrificing kittens in flames. Lucky for her, there were no kittens around.
I will end with an old tradition of the hard and wack list.
Hard:
1. Finding a new job.
2. Going to class daily.
3. Not egging this lady's house who I have the address for if anyone feels like having some fun.
Wack:
1. A pawn shop not being open on a monday.
2. $250 car insurance payments.
3. My inability to have a witty comment when mouth-offed to.
-love chris