Mayhew and I were warming up before what came to be the wednesday night pile up, when this guy stopped to share his mind with us.
Him: honk
Us: come no go around us (honestly, no swearing, no fingers nothing)
Him: drives around screaming stuff and pulls over
Me: are you seriously going to fight us?
Him: that is what you want isnt it? riding like that?
mayhew: dude you are wearing sandals
him: put the shoe on the other F'n foot sometime you are going to have to f'n wait for somebody and then you see how it is
us: what?????????
he gets in his car and says f you one more time. sweet
Mayhew snapped a picture.
Im still not sure what this guy was mad about?
3 comments:
similiar event happened to me except the guy never got out of his car and just continued to try and hit me. i remember when i was a kid and tried to shoot birds with a bb gun and always wanted to hit one until i did... maybe, in some way, this is the same disorder.
I'm currently looking for guy in a grey ford f150 06 07 model if see him let me know cause I'm totally ready to go jail when beat the !@#$% shit out of him.
when i have encounters like that or even when i'm shown the finger or what-have-you, i've started making a quick calculation of the time i may have caused that person to lose "waiting" for me. current average is around 4 seconds.
seriously.
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