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Wanna hear a story of how I got spit at on my way to work today? Either way, here goes this thread:
Headed into work today, and I& #39;m traveling on the interstate. You can imagine speeds of 70 mph or so. In the midst of my daily concert I put on for myself whilst driving, I seemed
Headed into work today, and I& #39;m traveling on the interstate. You can imagine speeds of 70 mph or so. In the midst of my daily concert I put on for myself whilst driving, I seemed
to have angered some chap in a Jeep Wrangler. Mind you, I have no idea that I& #39;ve done this poor guy wrong in any way. He& #39;s darting in and out of traffic and cutting cars off. I finally realize that this is all to keep up with me. This carries on for 3 or 4 minutes until he
decides the time has come. It& #39;s time to pull right beside me and give me his two cents. So I roll my window down, playing along at this point. Riding in this Wrangler with 3 other dudes, this guy, chewing on the God-awfulest mouthful of dip I have ever seen in a man& #39;s mouth, cut
loose every angry word he knows for 15 or so seconds. I keep speed to stay beside him, just waiting for my moment. He finishes his barrage of loud words and looks at me, almost as if he were waiting for my reply. I& #39;m still driving here, so with a quick glance, we meet eyes and I
squeeze mine tight shut and blow him a kiss. OH MY REDNECK BREAKDOWN. This guy absolutely loses it. He& #39;s not even making sentences. Just combining random works with whatever curse words fit his lips. I& #39;m smiling and nodding, just enjoying myself at this point. We start to
separate a little as he& #39;s still yelling. With one final mash of the gas, this guy gets up right beside me, tells me to "go back to where I came from" (not at all where he thinks I& #39;m coming from) and spits at me. He must& #39;ve forgotten about the whole 70-ish mph thing because the
poor bastard sitting in the backseat caught a face full of dip spit. I wish I knew what happened next, but my story ends there. They immediately pull over on the shoulder and I was long gone. But the moral of the story, for me, is shotgun must ALWAYS be a priority.
And stop spitting on people. There& #39;s a global pandemic going on. Stay safe out there, everybody!
