Dear Over Aggressive Man Driving at E's School
Here's some real talk for you, sir. YOU were trying to cut ME off. Let's not pull any punches. I did NOT pull out in front of you. There is a way to drive in the parking lot, and you failed. Hard. It was my turn to go, so that's what I did. I find it disturbing that you drove up on my ass at 8:15 in the morning and started honking like a psychopath. Here's the thing dude, I had a sweet little lady in the car and your obsessive honking bothered her. Ok, maybe that's not entirely true. It bothered me. To an almost irrational degree. You don't know me, but if you did you would know that I have been suppressing a pretty severe case of road rage since my children were born.
I know it annoyed you when I pulled up next to you and honked back. You flipped me off, I flipped you off, it was a great time. Then you honked again for like a full minute. Hilarious. But also a tad sad. Why were you so fired up so early in the morning? Perhaps you didn't get any lovin' the night before? Probably because you are such an asshole face. Was the insane beeping a way to compensate for the fact that you are actually a spineless turd that won't confront people face to face? Well, you should work on that. Take it down a notch buddy. It was an ELEMENTARY school parking lot. Rage has no place there. A line is a line. When it's your turn, go. Until then, sit quietly and stew about how shitty the car line is like the rest of the parents.
Take a Xanax and breathe,
The Lady In The Killer Silver Flex