I fucking hate the drivers here!!!@#^%&^*&()&+_*()_^*(%#%^!!~!!!
Ok here is the story. I am driving to work, I am happy because its a beautiful day and we had FOG!!! Yes its true we had fog today. YAY!!! I have not been able to see fog since … since… well not for a very very LONG time and this is AZ am talking about folks. Its not supposted to FOG here. :o It was grand!!!
anyway back to the story at hand. D=<
I am driving to work. I get to this street that I always turn left on to get to my work.
Well today a big truck zoomed in front of me and cut me off halfway through the intersection almost making me crash my car! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR%RRRRE%CE^E%^E%&&*%&&^%^&%!!!
so what do I do? what any normal person would do. I TRY TO KILL HIM WITH MY HORN!!!
to say the least he didnt like this to much and so he finds a way to get behind me and ride my ass to my work parking lot. I park my car and as I am getting out her procedes to yell at me and ask me if I “want some”. I walk all the way up to the security door and swipe my badge to get in and I feal this hand yanking me back. Its him. He really wants a fight. I pull my arm free and get inside the building just as security is aproching the man. Neadless to say he was arrested.
I fucking hate stupid people. There should be a gene screening test before you get a driver liscence.!!!
anyway I am drained and I need to get a cup of coffee so I am going to end this here.
ps. I am trying again to quit smoking. Just thought I would share.
I hate all drivers too, but that is not why I am posting here; I just feel the need to get out a little GRRRRR myself.
You see, I just made a pot of coffee here at work because there was none. So when I go to get my nice fresh cup of coffee, what is left in the pot? Half a friggin cup! I am pretty peeved right now. I still need a cup of coffee, but I refuse to make another pot, I guess I’ll have some hot cocoa instead. GRRRR.
Fuck, I went into the break room just now and somebody’s been drinking MY Swiss Miss!! There were three packets in the cabinet yesterday and now there’s only two! I’ll murdalize 'em! I know who it is, too, I’m gonna get the rat bastard–refrigerator magnets under the keyboard. Hah.
Well, at least he got arrested, that makes this better than 99% of situations where some asshole decides to fuck with you. There are only two cases in my life where some road rager got their ‘just desserts’ and I got to see it.
Once this guy in a big red pickup was weaving all over the place trying to get a few car lengths ahead of everyone on I-30 between Garland and Rockwall one night, and not getting anywhere. I was timing my progress so he kept having to slam on his brakes and get back behind me, where he would ride my ass until the next chance he thought he could get around me (a real idiot, I didn’t even have to speed up, the traffic was just too thick and I was in the lane that happened to be moving fastest). Eventually things loosened up and he swerved around me and floored it to shoot past me - then I heard two loud bangs (at first I was afraid they were gunshots) and then I saw a huge cloud of smoke come from his exhaust. He turned on his hazards, slowed down, and pulled over.
Another time this car full of gangstas (or more likely, gangsta wannabes) came up behind me at a stop light. They kept edging closer and closer to my bumper, and as SOON as the light turned green they honked the horn. I am normally pretty fast to take off after the light turns green, too, but at first I wasn’t sure where the honk came from so I didn’t immediately pull out. Then I did, and then after I got past the overpass the guys swerve into a right turning-only lane and shot past me - and right over a curb at about 40 miles an hour. The car spun halfway and ran off the road, while two hubcaps went flying off. I pointed and laughed as I drove past, it was great.
Dude, not only are you close to functionally illiterate, but you spelled “Beeblebrox” incorrectly.
Dipshit.
How dare you take a Douglas Adams (not related to Unca Cece) character’s name in vain?
I should send Wonko The Sane over there to kick your scrawny, caps-lock obsessed, non-return-key-pressing, disease-spreading, non-flushing, road-ragin’, gay-porn-masterbating, Nader-voting, non-alphanumerics-for-naughty-words-substituting, monkey-spanking ass!
One time I was driving home after a serious ice/snow storm. The highways weren’t salted or plowed yet, slick as hell, and about 4 inches deep. I can barely go 35 and keep control of the car, but I’m doing my best. Hell, I’m going as fast as I can go, safely, because I live 30 miles from work! I don’t want to drive all day! But I’m trying to stay in the snow-ruts, to minimize sliding.
This asswipe zooms past me, in the left lane, which has ZERO ruts, and the snow is bad enough you have NO idea where the lines are in the road.
About five miles down the road, we see four or five offroad vehicles surrounding his car, which is a good 50 yards off the pavement, down an incline, and back up another hill, with twisty, crazy-man spin out tracks leading to it. Looks like a fun ride, but I’m guessing his new Integra was fucked.
I had one similar to Homer’s. Travelling through 33° rain, we started up the long ascent to the Cleveland snow belt at about 60 mph. As we got near the crest, I saw three different cars ahead of me shimmy, so I started slowing. (I had no overwhelming desire to hit the obviously frozen patch very fast.) A car I had passed several miles earlier took umbrage at the idea that I would actually slow down and began tailgating me. (I would have been delighted to change lanes to let her by, but traffic got real heavy right where everyone else was slowing for the ice, leaving no lane to move to.) She got right up on my bumper and flashed her brights, but we had hit the ice by then and I wasn’t about to play any games. I think she must have hit her brakes to compensate for rushing up on me, because my next view of her was a series of alternating headlights and taillights spinning in my mirror out on the median.
I did take personal satisfaction encouraging one guy to break the law one day. A new radio tower was being erected alongside I-271 near Chagrin and I found myself in the high-speed lane behind some bozo who kept slowing to look at the tower. Traffic was heavy and there was no way I could pass him, so when his inattention resulted in his weaving in the lane, I flashed my brights a couple of times. He gave me a dirty look in the mirror and floored it–and proceeded to blow past the radar cop under the next bridge. The irony of him getting a speeding ticket for going too slow brightened my whole morning.
I didn’t know that there was a religious cult dedicated to Douglas Adams. :eek:
I didn’t mean blasphemy your beliefs. :o
I deepest apologies. :rolleyes:
Three times I’ve seen an idiot get theirs: A wannabe racer I suckered into blowing past the local speed trap (blip your throttle and flip me off, willya, Asshole?!), a tailgater deciding to joust with a low-profile state police car (Bwahahahahaha…), and a bunch of snow-storm poseurs in their 4x4s, all in the ditch during a blizard, as I in my rusty old Vega motored serenely past (Bwahhahahahahaha, again).
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My SO sez she’d like to slide your 'rager down a giant razor blade into a pool of alcohol.
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I hope the prosecuters peg him with every crime they can: assault, battery, false imprisonment, trespassing, burglary (IIRC, burglary is trespass with intent to commit another crime).
First of all- Mr. Beeblbrox; Do you actually have a donkey, and how does it do all of those things with hooves? That and how does it manage to vote for Nader without attracting attention? I mean really- I would notice an equine life form wandering into the voting booth! If you really -do- have a donkey, then I will stop by with the cerimonial hooded robes for me and the donkey, and of course the holy donkey kickin’ shit-stompin’ boots.
But I have to see the donkey do all of those things first- except for the gay porn bit. Oh, and let me know if you want a ceremonial robe for yourself- they are complimentary, and made of satin! Very nice indeed.
