My commute is long. As such, I tend not to be in a hurry. Two hours of hurrying would be a lot of stress, so I just roll with it. I try not to let the traffic get to me, but the same can not be said of some of my commuting bretheren.
There’s usually three traffic jams on the way to work. One leaving the city, one about halfway to work, and one about five miles or so from work. I had just left the second jam and was cruising along at 70mph, which is a decent speed, I think. 15 more than the speed limit, but just enough so a passing cop won’t pull you over. As I’m driving, I hear someone laying on their horn, and I look to my right to see a man in a white truck speed by and give me the middle finger. He then sped down the road at what must have been 90mph, before stopping at the next jam just over the hill.
I pull up behind him, and I spot him looking back over his shoulder. I smile, wave, and give him a hearty thumbs-up.
Way to go, sir. I’m sure your reckless driving and rudeness paid off nicely.
Zel-kun out.
Zaida | 31-Aug-07 at 8:59 am | Permalink
Yeah, I don’t know what’s up with people who speed like that. Unless your trying to get a dying friend to the hospital, chill. The place your going to will still be there when you get there.
Sabrejack | 31-Aug-07 at 11:17 am | Permalink
“Hi, you’re speeding but fuck you because I want to speed MORE.” That’s just not right.
David N. Scott | 31-Aug-07 at 7:24 pm | Permalink
I drive fast but I’m very rarely a dick about it. The freeway isn’t a race track, and you don’t get a prize for shaving five seconds off for cutting people off.
Though some people don’t seem to know that.