...and now from the "I couldn't make this shit up" category...
Driving home from therapist appt. this afternoon. The beltway is/was, as usual, ssssssllllllooooooowwwww. I'm in the farthest right of four lanes. All of the sudden from across the other 3 lanes comes this helluva big really old car, black w/ fins 'n everything. There was a woman pulling off the road just ahead--with further thought I realized that he must have just hit her, and they were pulling off to check the damage.
To make a long story short, I had to slam on my breaks to avoid hitting this little old Asian dude in his old hoopty. Squealed tires, smell of burned rubber, all that. He didn't even look at me, just kept drifting off to the side of the road. I, true to form, am leaning on the horn and shouting colorful metaphors from the 21st century. Jeez!
So, I continue on my way. About 10 minutes later, I'm realizing as I get closer to my exit that I'm going to be cutting it close to get home to meet Brandon's bus on time. I decide to take the south bound exit onto my road (because it was closer) and turn around to head in my necessary north direction. I'm not the only person who's thought of this, so it takes about 3 lights for me to get headed in my right direction--north. I'm crawling down the road, when I hear brakes squealing behind me. I jump to look in my rearview... and see an old black hoopty of a car w/fins w/a little Asian dude behind the wheel making a K turn across 6 lanes of traffic.
Swear to God, that guy almost got me killed twice. I... don't have the words.
To make a long story short, I had to slam on my breaks to avoid hitting this little old Asian dude in his old hoopty. Squealed tires, smell of burned rubber, all that. He didn't even look at me, just kept drifting off to the side of the road. I, true to form, am leaning on the horn and shouting colorful metaphors from the 21st century. Jeez!
So, I continue on my way. About 10 minutes later, I'm realizing as I get closer to my exit that I'm going to be cutting it close to get home to meet Brandon's bus on time. I decide to take the south bound exit onto my road (because it was closer) and turn around to head in my necessary north direction. I'm not the only person who's thought of this, so it takes about 3 lights for me to get headed in my right direction--north. I'm crawling down the road, when I hear brakes squealing behind me. I jump to look in my rearview... and see an old black hoopty of a car w/fins w/a little Asian dude behind the wheel making a K turn across 6 lanes of traffic.
Swear to God, that guy almost got me killed twice. I... don't have the words.