Note to bitch behind me at intersection leaning on that horn. Hey, guess what - no, I don’t have to turn right on red. It is an option at this light, but NOT a mandate. Especially I am not turning right to accommodate you, because my route takes me straight ahead. I’m sorry if you find that inconvenient, but I’m not changing my route simply because you’ve had too much coffee this morning and thus have no patience left. You’ll just have to wait. Next time, trying leaving 10 minutes earlier or decaf, which ever will calm you down more. Better yet, try both.
OK, I put on my turn signal. We are on a secondary road. Look! Houses to the left! I slow down, still signaling a left turn, in order to pull into my driveway. It does not make me happy to hear your squealing brakes and looming presence in my rear view mirror. Didn’t you see me here? Really? You didn’t see my bright red shiny pickup truck that is three times the size of your car? They let you drive with eyesight that bad?
When I am driving the speed limit down a back road, already 5-10 over the speed limit, I do not have to speed up to please you. No, I really don’t. Tailgating me is not going to “teach me a lesson” or make me speed up or do anything of the sort. Go ahead. Continue to tailgate me as I slow down to the exact speed limit. Oh, don’t get me wrong - I’m not doing it to piss you off. See that small-town cop who needs to fill his ticket quota by the end of the month? No, you didn’t! You didn’t because you’re too busy tailgating me and trying to bully me into being an asshat such as yourself. Ha-ha! Sucks to be you! See, I am still going down the road whereas YOU have been pulled over.
When I am stopped in the middle of the block and there is a big-ass piece of farm machinery put-putting down the road in front of me - like in this song - don’t honk at me. It won’t do any good. Really. You see, my bargain basement Toyota car does NOT have a Magic Phase-Shift Device that would enable me to drive through a massive solid object like said farm machinery. Even if it did, it wouldn’t do YOU any good, would it, since you don’t have one, do you? No, I didn’t think so. Believe me, if I could get out from between you and the farm machinery I would, just because I CAN’T STAND YOUR FUCKING HORN ANYMORE!!!
I swear, this really did all happen to me today. And yes, you read that right - I drove two vehicles today as well, a Ford pickup and a Toyota car.
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