Every Man Is An Island

I stand by that. But clearly some men are island chains. Underneath, they are connected...

Wednesday, October 06, 2004

I'm driving home from work going north on 35W. I'm just past lake street approaching the split to go left towards downtown and 94 west and right towards 35W north and 94 east. I am in the lane 2nd from the right which is the lane that will split in two. I'm driving my usual 65+ or so and this car from the right lane just up and cuts me off. So I slam on my brakes and am basically tailgating this car. I'm pissed so I stick my hand out the window and give a little "what the hell were you doing!!" wave. A few seconds later as we approach the split, the car breaks as if to decide which way to go because there was nobody in front of it. Again I am pissed. Like what is the meaning of this breaking for no reason crap. So the car finally goes left and I finally am able to accelerate right toward home. As I pass by, the girl in the car gives me the finger. I'm shocked at this gesture. She had no right to be giving ME the finger considering that she cut ME off and then proceeded to break in front of ME for no reason. I only tailed her because I was forced to decelerate so as to not crash. At that point I felt the need to wish an accident upon her.

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