So I slow down even more.I gotta admit I closed the gap, but IMHO I was never less than 2 car lengths, and slowing fast. But I could tell this guy was not happy with me behind him. We're into the exit and he begins to brake ...alot. Can anyone relate? #-o
Well I need this exit. So as he slows, I slows. Next thing I know I can see his arm waving out the window. I'm not sure if he's telling me to go around, or if he's letting me know he's my number 1 fan. But I'm not going around...we're coming up on a red light.
Then he stops. About 50 feet short of the light. I'm thinking, "here it comes." So I pull up next to him knowing what he will say, just not prepared for how he will say it.
I paraphrase...but not much. "I got my F**Kin' kid in the car...you F**Kin' A**Hole...what the F**K is your problem...you're riding my F**Kin' ass...you're gonna F**Kin' kill somebody...you F**Kin' A**Hole...etc F**Kin' etc..." :shock:
It was so bizarre, I laughed. My reply? "You got your kid in the car? I bet you're proud of all the new words he just learned."
hehe
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