So this guy cuts me off pretty brutally on 14th today, right by the hospital. I change lanes and wave my hand as I pass in the WTF sort of way. He flips me the bird & I (being a very mature 26 year old) retaliate with a one fingered salute right back at him.
Traffic is flowing nicely, and I make it past 90th avenue, when dude gets in front of me & slows right down to a stop. (Reminder: 14th street between 90th & Southland on a saturday afternoon)
Dude actually gets out of his car & comes to my window to berate me for using the middle finger with his kids in the car. I did a double take. He flipped me off first...
So I sat there for about 30 seconds & listened to a screaming, grey haired man as cars wizz past at 60 kph. Finally, I drove around him & got up to the light at Southland.
Unfortunately, he's not finished telling me off and sticks the nose of his car in front of mine so that I can't take off when the light turns. He proceeds to get out of the car again & keep yelling. The light turns green and traffic is not moving because he's blocking both lanes and is out of the car yelling.
Finally I snapped. I started screaming like a madman telling him to get the fata back in his car. He's not at all intimidated by a a guy half his age & at least 40 pounds heavier. He starts making his way toward his car and then he does it. He pounded his fist on the hood of my new truck & dented it.
Anger level rising...
I got out of my truck & started waving my arms (the "wanna go?" arm wave) and I'm asking if he wants to hit me instead. The bugger starts yelling right in my face (and ewww, he's spitting) telling me that I'm a bad example for his kids. CAN YOU fataing BELIEVE THIS? I'M A BAD EXAMPLE FOR HIS KIDS!!!
So the guy bumps chests with me, I shove him back and tell him that he'd better get his shinguardpile Ford Escort the fata out of my way, or I'll drive over it. (Yeah, I'm losing it at this point). His boys get out of the car and are crying & pleading with their dad to get in the car. I'm stupid enough to point out that the kids are the ones with the sense & that he's the one setting a bad example.
Finally, I just drove around his car (frickin barely squeaked through) and drove up to the Lights at Anderson. The light was green, so I turned left & started driving down anderson. Dude is behind me waving me down, so I stopped in the shoulder. I jumped out of the car with my hand outstretched and apologized for flipping him the bird. I told him that we were acting like idiots, and that we'd be lucky if no one we knew saw the ridiculous show we put on at the lights.
Do you think this guy would say, "You know, you're right. We're a couple of idiots. fata. See ya later. Let's both learn from this"? Nope.
"You fataing *******. You are setting a bad example for my kids. You better apologize to them too. You are a fataing *******. fata you *******."
Then he pulls out a pen and starts writing down my plate number all the while screaming that I'm an *******.
This was too much for me. I was laughing at the guy. This enraged him even more. So much so, that his dentures flew out of his mouth (he caught them).
Finally, I told him that he need anger management calsses, then I turned around on the big grassy median, drove behind his car & got his plate number, then I drove away & hawked a loogie on his window for good measure.
I know. I'm an *******.
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