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So I'm driving home on a two-lane winding road that doesn't allow for passing and I'm behind some joker who's going at least 5 miles under the limit for what seems a never-ending stretch. He finally turns off and within two blocks I encounter a replacement idiot doing the same thing. At least they're not as aggravating as the jerk who jumped lanes on Interstate earlier today to get behind me when it was obvious that I would soon be coming up on slower traffic that was going to require me to slow down. Him? He's 5 feet off my rear bumper at 60 mph. I was so tempted to hit the brakes; I really could use the settlement money. This fool was demonstrating from the moment his impatient backside changed lanes that he was driving faster then he could think; a very dangerous combination. I'm half-tempted to outfit my next car with a rear-facing M-60 for just such occasions.
This rant is part 548 in the continuing drama, "Why God hates me." This week's episode: "The universe obviously doesn't want me to drive."
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