Soup de Jour
You’ve heard of Soup de jour? Well this morning I felt like the target de jour on the highway. I was sitting at a light when the dipshit in a pickup behind me bumps my butt. If I’d been watching in the rearview mirror I'd have freaked.
Thanks goodness it was just a bump (I barely felt it) and not enough to do any damage. If I’d still been driving the Miata, he’d probably slid up over the trunk into the passenger area.
I made it the remaining 5 or 6 miles without any problems, but I sure kept an eye on dipshit in the black truck who was still following me.
When I pulled into the parking garage, I had my foot on the brake anyway, and came to an abrupt stop. Some chick in a red sports car coming from my right didn’t or couldn’t read the stop sign. She just went sailing right on through; bare inches form my front bumper.
I was beginning to wonder whether I should even get on the road to go home. But I did get home safe. Thank you, God.