| Men At War |
 There's a left hand turn with a green arrow that lasts about 10 seconds, or so it seems. My pet peeve is peeps who daydream through it, causing me the inconvenience. I'm therefore particularly alert when I'm the first guy. The problem is, there's what seems like a 10 minute wait between cycles, so it's easy to let your eyes wander. When the light changed this time, I was evidently in mid blink, literally, and the guy behind me was already laying on his horn. I mean, we're talking maybe a 2 second delay before this guy flips out. I could see him ranting and hollering in my rear view, and it sort of pissed me off. Would you too. However, I was quite calm and in control when I turned my engine off and opened the car door. As I sauntered back to Mr. Hornblower, I saw the look of utter flabbergastation on his face, and a look of terror on the women next to him who I took to be Mrs. Horn. Clicks ahoy as the guy hit his car door locks. Stopped aside his window with a very friendly smile on my face, but Horny was staring straight ahead. I rapped on the window, so he turned with this look of, "Oh, I didn't see you there." Whirrr, his window opens about 4 inches. Me: "What?" He "Huh Me: "I thought you were trying to tell me something, like maybe my tire was flat or something?" He: "No, no," Me: "Oh, sorry" I got back in my car just in time to make my left turn on an amber light. Horny didn't budge. It's a small thing, but makes my Bourbon taste extra sweet. Take that Osama bin Laden. |
