Was subjected to an unpleasant bit of road rage and general assholey-driverishness tonight. I was on my way home from Nick's when some douche in a red truck with a ladder on top (yet not a firetruck) tried to pass me in the left turn lane. It wouldn't have been a big deal except for the fact that I was wanted to pull into said left turn lane and they almost caused an accident. I honked my horn loudly in condemnation and then got behind them. We turned on to Gladys and then doucheman swerved onto the fork that goes off to the right. I thought he was heading for the Burger King but when I turned to glance at him I saw that he had just pulled over parallel to the street and was leaning out his open driver's side window to shout something at me whilst shaking his fist. I don't know what he was shouting but it didn't appear to be anything very nice.
Ever since "the incident" I've had an uneasy feeling like doucheman is going to come after my car and perhaps vandalize it. I dont' trust that angry man. He wasn't anywhere I could see when I parked but, at the same time, my car is just so damn distinctive. There are also little bits of paranoia lingering that make me afraid that the man will find my car and then somehow find my apartment and then find me in my apartment and be mean to me. It's ridiculous though. Stupid overactive imagination making mountains out of molehills. Stupid moody me sticking it to bad-driving jerks and then getting nervous when they stick it back. I think I'm losing my grip on my serenity. Ah, and I was doing so well.
On the plus side, Nick & I did finish season 3 of Supernatural. Now we're fully ready for season 4 to start on Thurs.
This picture seen above was taking in June when we had the tornado warning. I chose it because it's been rainy lately and it shows a little bit of my disctinctive car. I'm going to sleep now.
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