Today, was a prime example as to why you shouldn't be a douche bag out on the road; particularly if you are 1/2 a mile from my gym. It started with me getting off the freeway and trying to merge over to the left, but everyone in the left was trying to get over to the right. Well, the butthole behind me was trying to do the same, apparently. However, he was unable to see that the reason I had come to a complete stop was because 3 cars ahead of me were also at a complete stop. But, still, he insisted on honking and screaming at me to, "GOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!" and wail around like a psycho. Being the smart person that I am, I turned around and told him to "eff yourself mother effer piece of shit, eff you!!!" Didn't think it was family friendly to use the eff bomb but still keep it PG-13 with the word, "shit". Of course, Farrah was very displeased with my poor choice of words, as was I. But he was an ass! So here, lies the problem. Was he a gym member? Does he frequent my place of business? That could suck in so many ways. This area is too small not to recognize one another. Oh, and the best part is, my car is COMPLETELY decked out in Gold's Gym Marketing material. Well, maybe he thinks I just love to work out and not that I'm there EVERY SINGLE DAY. On the other hand, I could just as easily find him and cancel his membership or simply make a scene about his bad driving etiquette.
I'm probably the asshole in this, because he probably got some bad news earlier, and me stopping behind other stopped vehicles was more than he could stand. So, sorry, angry douchey driver behind me today.