On my way home from work tonight, I get behind this car in a right turn lane. The dude (I'm assuming it was a dude) stops at the light. The light turns green. The dude just sits there. I give him about 10 seconds, then I honk. Still doesn't move. 5 more seconds. I lay on the horn. The dude has the nerve to give ME the finger before taking off.
A bit later when I turn into my neighborhood, there's a truck behind me, so fucking close I can't see the headlights. I was tempted to brake-check the asshole, but I like my car. I don't want to speed up because I got a speeding ticket on that street a year and a half ago, so I wasn't about to go over 30mph. He stayed right on top of me until I turned onto my street. Jeeze...if you're gonna ride my ass, at least pull my hair...
Friday, May 2, 2008
People in Virginia Beach can not drive
Posted by Cherlyn at 10:04 PM
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Dear, no where can people actually drive. I mean, people other than you and me.
An old-ass lady pulled out (slowly) right in front of me today, and I laid on the horn. She SLOWS DOWN and sticks her hand out the window to wave me by...it's a narrow 2-lane street...I can't freakin go around her! So I throw up my hands and start yelling at her. I finally get to the street I'm turning onto and she keeps going. God I was so pissed.
Glad to know I wasn't the only one. =)
The last line of your post is priceless. I will remember it.
I got cut off for no reason...pulling up to a red light. They NEVER even turned. I am still racking my brain about it. Obsessive, no?
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