This morning on the way back from doing errands and food shopping I came up against the most annoying driver. This "gentleman" was in his late 50s or early 60s, and was driving something like a Camry or Sentra. He honked at me to go the second the light changed green, and then when I put my blinker on to move over tried to cut me off, honking at me again. Anyone who knows me, knows don't screw with me when I'm driving (ask Blue and the cripple I was cursing in JP when he wouldn't cross the street fast enough for me).
At the next light, he ended up next to me. Mad Dog was laughing since we were both sputtering. He said "He's going to try to take you." I said, "Yeah, him, his Geritol and his Viagra. I'd like to see him try!" He tried. He failed. I'm driving a 1998 Subaru Forester - would it have helped if I got out and pushed? Please you don't go up against the Millennium Falcon and you don't go up against me when I'm pissed. He didn't stand a chance!
Mad Dog was laughing. Lex was clapping. And the Old Man was eating my dust.
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