Today I had to drive from Sacramento to one of our stores in Hayward to replace some equipment ... about a 240 mile round trip.
In bumper to bumper traffic on the way home nearing Stockton, some dweeb in a mini van decided he didn't like the fact that I wasn't going faster than the traffic in front of me. He pulls up next to me and starts offering his opinion of me.
This started a verbal assault in which both of us unleashed our respective vocubularies of 4 letter words and sign language on each other. Apparently his vocabulary wasn't quite as extensive as mine, so in a last ditch effort to "get me", the dork yells "YOU DON'T DESERVE THAT CAR!"
Well, I took that as a compliment on my car, so I yelled back, "Thank you ... and you DO deserve your piece of crap Caravan!"
That made my hole day, and I laughed my butt off the last 60 miles home.
In bumper to bumper traffic on the way home nearing Stockton, some dweeb in a mini van decided he didn't like the fact that I wasn't going faster than the traffic in front of me. He pulls up next to me and starts offering his opinion of me.
This started a verbal assault in which both of us unleashed our respective vocubularies of 4 letter words and sign language on each other. Apparently his vocabulary wasn't quite as extensive as mine, so in a last ditch effort to "get me", the dork yells "YOU DON'T DESERVE THAT CAR!"
Well, I took that as a compliment on my car, so I yelled back, "Thank you ... and you DO deserve your piece of crap Caravan!"
That made my hole day, and I laughed my butt off the last 60 miles home.