Friday, February 4, 2011

Being Influenced By Bloggers

This guy has two fingers up.  I only used one finger.

Today I was driving around, running errands.  Most of the day, I was wondering if it was a full moon, because people were doing all sorts of strange things.  Lo and behold, someone pulls in front of me and drives *really* slow.  She cheerfully waved at me.  I cheerfully waved back.  With one finger.  Under my dashboard (you just don’t know who has a gun in their glovebox).  Under my breath, I muttered something about “hooptie” and smiled.  Thank you, Mrs. Hyde, for resurrecting “hooptie” in my vocabulary.  The other drivers were probably wondering why I was smiling while in rush hour traffic.


  1. It doesn't have to be a full moon here for people to pull stupid crap while driving. I swear. People drive me insane.

  2. thankfully enough poeple have been scared by snowmaggedonelelven that there have been fewer idiots on the road!

  3. My largest pet peeve is strange drivers, slow drivers, erratic drivers, bad drivers, over cautious drivers...okay just other drivers in general. I am always nervous of their reaction too so I tend to scream at them, "EXCUSE ME SIR/MADAM....MOVE YOUR A** OR I SWEAR TO ALL THINGS HOLY I'M GOING TO FREAK OUT ON YOUR A**!!!!!!!" soooo scary aren't I!?

  4. Don't be afraid of road rage, embrace it. Most people don't have a gun in the glove box, but you can always pretend to be reaching for YOUR gun if someone pisses you off. Then watch how quickly the assholes disperse.

    a bitch called mom

  5. I tend to swear loudly inside the car. I only ever give the finger if the Boyfriend is driving, or if I am ever in the car with my mom.

    They both hate it.

    But I don't have the balls to do it on my own. HAHAHA, whatta wuss!

    Seriously?... Reeeally??... Seriously?


  6. Sounds like everyone can relate! This can only mean one thing: a future blog post about drivers. Muahaha!

  7. Me too...we have mega crap drivers here. All old people who drive Hondas seem to pull out in front of you then slow down to 20 miles an hour which means I have to drop my speed from 100 mph (I mean 60 miles per hour)to stop running into them. Of course there will never be anyone else behind me. They'll then toodle down the road then turn right causing me to break again.
    I'm behind on my blog reading so I have come over to see what you have been up to.


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