recent posting about a CPer being filmed while speeding on Glenmore reminded me of a weirdo I encountered on the road a while back.
I'm toodling through my own neighbourhood, about 9:00 pm on a summer's night, when this guy darts out of side street, cuts in front, slams on the brakes and concientiously blocks me, doing 20Km/hr for the the entire length of the SHCOOL ZONE until the next set of lights. Then he pulls up beside me and starts freaking out. Eyes popping, spit-flying, hand-waving grand-mal freak-outting about what a hateful, dangerous, life-endangering, self-absorbed b*tch I am.
I kind of thought of getting out of the car and giving him what for, too.
I like to think that he's since realized there isn't a playground zone there and lies awake in bed at night feeling embarrassed about it.
And really! He had no call to say I was self-absorbed. He doesn't even know me!
TWGMG.
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