On my way home from work last night, I was tortured by a middle-aged balding man in a black Honda Pilot (ie. SUV piece of crap), and if I wasn't so ANGRY, I would have written down his license plate number to post here (yeah, fuck his privacy rights).
So anyway, I was driving behind him through a quiet residential neighborhood on a road with two lanes and plenty of available street parking. He was driving (no joke) 5 mph in BOTH lanes. There was no traffic in front of him. There was space for him to pull over. And if he wasn't such a friggin' road HOG, room for me to pass while he snailed his way through the rest of his life.
Surprise! I lost it.
When he finally s-l-o-w-l-y pulled over to park (not to let me pass, stupid inconsiderate jackwad). I pulled up next to him, rolled down my window and (note: I have never done this before in my life) screamed like a banshee:
"ARE YOU STUUUUUUUUUUUPID ????"
There were 3 great things about this moment:
1. His window was down - so he heard me.
2. People on the sidewalk watching this man, heard me.
3. I screamed so loud and so hard I slobbered all over myself and the passenger seat of my car that the only thing left to do was laugh.
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