an airing of grievances

Mar 07, 2006 13:12

South Dakota should no longer have any stake in anything. It should exist solely for the purposes of promoting Wall Drug and Mount Rushmore. And I guess the badlands or whatever. But it certainly shouldn't be telling women what they can and can't do with their bodies.

There was a certain Mr. Cabbie that decided it would be a good business move to stop his car right in front of me at a bus stop and honk. What's that, Mr. Cabbie? You're alerting me as to your existence? Wait, you mean I have other options than the bus? Well by golly gosh, I guess I'll surely ride with you! I flipped him off because I thought, for one, that it was rude of him to honk (especially when I'm standing three feet from him, causing me to startle), and for two, because there's a reason I'm standing at the bus stop. Also, the bus was stopped at a red light on the other side of the intersection. There are also other circumstances surrounding the situation that I don't see fit to include here. So anyway, I give him the bird, he puts it in reverse, winds down his window, and starts talking shit. I couldn't really understand him because he wasn't speaking very loudly, but all I could make out was "giving me the finger" and "I'm going to kick your ass." So I asked why he felt it appropriate to honk, to which he replied with the same thing. I told him that he was blocking the bus stop and he wouldn't want to get a ticket, now would he? He swore at me and drove away. Cab drivers should have their horns uninstalled.

And also, I'm sick of dealing with women. I'm sick of dating. I'm sick of the expended effort, money, and emotions. I feel defeated.
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