Anyway, so the Santa hat is flying
bright and I’m enjoying a leisurely ride in this morning. Every now and then I remind myself not to
forget that I’m wearing the cheerful/Christmas/happy-happy hat. That means be nice to the other drivers; allow
them their stupidity.
I tried.
I really did!
And I almost made it…
I was about a mile away from
work, heading north, and sitting a few spots back at a red light. The light goes green and we start moving
forward…for about three houses. Why did
we stop? Because a dipshit in the third
driveway wanted to go south and instead of being polite and waiting for a break
in traffic, they decided to put themselves ahead of everyone else and pulled
out into our lane. But there were no
spaces in the south lane to pull in to; that lane is moving along pretty well. This left our fuckwad friend with nowhere to
go. But they didn’t care that they were
sitting there, blocking us from moving.
They just sat there and waited for someone in the south lane to slow
down and let them in. Thankfully someone
eventually did and the goddamn dink moved out of our way and proceeded to pass
us, acting as if nothing had happened.
As the stupid twat was coming
up beside me, I saw them notice my bright red Santa hat, and they smiled at me,
probably thinking some nice festive thoughts and how I must be a nice festive
person.
So you can imagine their shock
when I looked right at them and bellowed “YOU’RE - A - DICK!!” right at their
face.
Oh well, the commute home is
in an hour and that’ll give me another try at being nice.
Wish me luck.
Ride Hard, Take Chances
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