I am sooo happy that I'm done for the week.
LA traffic is basically Satan incarnate. Especially if you're trying to get from LA to the Valley. And we all know that once you get me into a car, I'm no longer the nicest person in the world. Basically I don't give half a f*ck for the other person, although I mostly follow the rules and will usually be nice if you're trying to merge getting on the highway 'cause I want you to let me in next time. But there is one thing I do not tolerate and will be a class A asshole about. When the road narrows and you run to the front I will put my bumper 3 inches from the car in front of me and not let the ass-hole (being the "person" trying to cut) who tried to get to the front to save a couple of seconds. Yes I know that you want to squeeze there in front of me. And no I don't give a fuck. And yes you can honk at me and flash your brights, I'll give you the finger and ignore you. You're the reason the traffic is at a crawl so fuck off. My exception is if it is unexpected and there are not multiple signs for a couple-hundred feet previous, then it's ok. We all make that mistake, it's forgivable. But the other? Go fuck yourself.
Oh, and my language goes to pot too.
Basically, TGIF.
1 comment:
Well said. My language often goes to pot too.
Goes to pot? Where exactly does that expression come from?
Anyway...
I found your blog through the movie "Once" tag. I'm a big fan of that one too. Love the songs.
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