Have you come to a realizationof something bad about yourself?On the way home yesterday, I realized what an evil bastard I may actually be. One of my pet peaves isthe motorist that insists that they are too important to have to be delayed by the normal flow of traffic. You know the asshole...he shoots down the merge lane or the lane next to the exit ramp traffic, passing many opportunities to change lanes, forcing his way in at the last second. I feel that if a person decides to be an asshole, they will have to work for that ability to jump in line. When I am at the front of the lane going to the off ramp, and I see someone racing up the middle lane to get to the front, I will let my Hemi loose. There is a strange satisfaction in watching a person go 20 mph or more than they had planned on to pass you and then have to slam on their brakes as they barely miss climbing the curb of the off ramp curve. I know, it makes me an asshole too, but I'll be damned if I don't make them have to earn the right to be an asshole to the rest of traffic. Yesterday though, I shocked even myself. I made an Audi speed up about 30 extra mph to pass me and he went into that corner really hard. just a little faster and he probably have even lifted his wheels off on the passenger side. The thing that shocked me was, while watching him slam on his brakes, I caught myself mutter "flip, flip, flip".  Must be a sign that I need a vacation away from the city. |
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