My trip home every Tuesday from Concord involves a very strange stretch of highway with 9 stoplights, which, if you plan it right, will all be green at the same time you get there. If you miss the sequence you're whipped. Its a short stretch of road, with two lanes to a side and multiple exits. Yesterday I was in the midst of the after-lunch bunch, all of us barrelling from red light to red light at a whopping fifteen mph. I kept hearing this nasal little 'toot toot' at every light. I thought, what IS that.
Then in the rear view mirror at the next red light I noticed the dude in the car behind me motioning me forward impatiently. Excuse me? There is no forward there, lol.
So I shrugged and continued on, trying to ignore his car almost nudging at my back bumper. At one point the road then opens out into a miracle mile, and the pace picks up to maybe 25 mph. He's still back there, toot toot. I looked in the mirror; he was now giving me the Double Finger. Whoa, I thought. I am so honored.
Next toot, I slowed down to 20. Next toot, 15. There is, by the way, a totally clear left hand lane at this point he could have swung into, Frankly, I didn't dare.
For five miles I had this ass on my bumper, and wondering why he's not just going around me. Then I noticed him turning into the Mall at the same time I did. oh joy. And this is where he decided, at the last minute, to swing around me and cut me off, nearly taking out the pickup truck just leaving.
And, of course, if he had collided with the truck or I had run into him it would have somehow been my fault for cutting him off--you gotta thank the gods there are only so many of these, and Darwin usually catches up with them before they can breed too heavily...