I find that Thursdays always bring out the worst in people. Especially in driving. This morning as I was driving to school there were two instances where I almost died, or rather, could have died if I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing. I pulled up to the stop sign at my complex, I pulled a dinkweed maneuver because I was eating a pop-tart and ended up driving over a curb. I am super smart, I know. But the road was clear as I went to pull out when screaming from Wolverine Crossing comes this gaudy Jeep Wrangler full of rowdy boys that nearly took out my truck. They crossed four lanes of traffic and thankfully I dropped my pop-tart and swerved off the road to avoid disaster. They didn't even blink. They had just driven someone off the road! Stupidity at its finest.
It doesn't end there either. I was following all the un-written rules of the mighty roundabout, when doofus jumps the gun, not yielding to me when I was clearly in the roundabout with maybe thirty feet to go before I crossed his car, and he decides he can't wait another twenty seconds for me to pass him. So, slamming on my brakes and laying on the horn I let out a stream of profanities and cursed him to crash his shiny black Audi.
Its going to be a long day.
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