Bad drivers

The weather’s getting nicer…….and I really need to remember when my Sunroof is open and the windows are down, people can hear me when I swear at them.

Seriously though – why are some people such IDIOTS.

I was driving to the gym (or trying to drive to the gym), but going two miles from my office there was taking forever because of an accident and a tow truck taking up one lane.

Since one lane was completely blocked, normal people were letting cars in front of them in the other lane.  So I did the polite thing — I put my blinker on, and started to edge over very slowly.

This imbecile in the car next to me decided she was going to get where she had to go much faster by not letting me in.  Seriously? That ten feet is going to make the difference between getting there on time and being late?

I should mention she was also a “stuffed animal in the car” person.  You know who they are.  They have a crapload of stuffed animals in the rear window of their cars, basically telling the world they’re one step away from being a Mental Patient.

So, when the Mental Patient wouldn’t let me in, I called her a bad word.  A really bad word.  Okay, okay – it was The “C” Word.  And I don’t mean Curmudgeon.

None of this was done intentionally.  It’s been cold for so long in Connecticut, and the weather only recently turned warmer, so I’d completely forgotten I wasn’t in my little sound proof bubble.

For the record, soundproof translates into my windows being up.

After my inadvertent verbal assault of the Mental Patient, some nice, normal, non-douchey guy behind her let me in.

A comedian I heard once was right (I think it may have been George Carlin, but don’t quote me on that)… instead of cute little headlights on the front of our cars, we need machine guns.