I've had to "close encounters" with women drivers this week. On Sunday I was walking to the front door of a local supermarket, in the crosswalk mind you, when some woman drove right in front of me, missing me by 2 feet. I was so pissed I threw the bundle of plastic bags I was going to recycle and struck her rear window. She screeched to a halt and got right into her longshoreman's language, which I gave right back, then she threatened to sue me for damages to her car until I picked up the bags, and showed her that they were as empty as her head.
Yesterday I was behind a car that was making a right turn onto a side street in which were two Verizon vans. The first van took a left, no problem, but the 2nd van was driven by a woman who looked right at me then decided she could make it. I hit the brakes, went into a skid, hit the horn, flipped her off while she just waved and said, "Sorry!". All I can say in both cases is, "Tell the jury the killings were justified!"
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