fifty minutes in an enormous bumper to bumper line-up to get over the Lions Gate Bridge, not moving an inch in three minutes, when bonk, the guy behind me rear-ends me.
geez, for the love of... are you serious? boy oh boy oh boy oh boy!
i throw my car into park, pull the emergency brake, get out of the car, put one hand on my hip and gesture towards my bumper like a Bob Barker girl with the other.
he just throws his arms in the "i don't know" pose then backs up a couple of inches.
the term road rage originated LA in 1984. George Orwell would have been impressed
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