I am driving in the high speed lane this morning on my way to work and this big lumber truck in the center lane is coming up behind me. No problems...he is in his own lane and I am in mine.
The problem occurs when he comes up beside me and starts pulling into my lane. I am in a focus.
He is in a truck that is about 6 times the size of my car and about 20 times the weight.
Why do mornings start out like this?
I blare the horn for what feels like forever and he jerks back into his lane and does the "I'm gonna slow down so you move ahead and I don't have to look and look like a retard." move.
I am pissed. I move into the right lane and sloww down until he is even with me. I get his company name and number and his license number.
I feel like calling his business but I think that would be a pussy thing to do.
Instead I will fume.
1 comment:
The blog is my own forum to vent about my day or whatever. Calling and lodging a complaint is more lame I think.
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