Date: October 12th, 2017 12:11 PM
Author: chilmata (poasting from a flawless horse stance)
I normally don't get angry when I get cut off because it happens pretty much every day in SoCal, but today I was MAF.
It was morning rush hour traffic, I'm in the middle lane and everyone is going 50 mph. I've got exactly one car length between me and the car ahead of me when this dude behind me goes around me and almost clips me as he cuts in front of me to squeeze into that space.
I lean on the horn and the dude doesn't even look in his rear view at me. His wife is in the passenger seat and they have their windows down.
I don't do anything crazy, I just maintain my speed and my lane while he keeps zigzaggin all over the lanes like a retard, getting nowhere.
I actually wind up getting ahead of him without trying and then there is an opportunity to cut HIM off so I do. Oh, now he mad.
He cuts me off a second time almost causing an accident in the process, still refusing to make eye contact with me.
He's turning into my complex, I'm assuming he's going to the gym to workout and I'm like, oh yeah, here we go motherfucker.
But instead of turning towards the gym (and my office), he goes straight. Because their windows were down I yell, "You are lucky motherfucker, I'll fucking kill you."
I actually walked the parking lots looking for his car and couldn't find it. Then me and super hot receptionist traded road rage stories.