
Originally Posted by
EvasiveEF9
So I'm already pissed off cuz transporting a porsche took longer than planned, today. I was supposed to be done by 6 so I could hang with a girl I'm chasing, but didn't get done til 9, and now she's too tired to come out.
WTFever...
So then I go to my dad's to trade out the truck for the talon. After a piss-me-off day, I want a couple beers at Joe's Crab Shack. My dad wants to chit-chat, and I was short with answers so he's like "What's your problem, you got somewhere to be?" and I was like "Well, I haven't eaten all day, I was gonna try to get some shrimp before they close for the night." So he gets all pissed off and huffy puffy and shit, so now I'm pissed more because my dad's now pissed at me. As I'm backing out of the driveway I shift reverse to first a little quick, and it makes a brief grind sound...this is common in Talons, apparently, he told me so himself. So he gets all pissed off and yells at me about that..
WTFever...
So I'm really pissed now, and I'm trying to get home to get my shower so I can go out to eat and get a beer. I'm driving 55 in a 45, so a little over, nothing rediculous. I signal to get over in front of this lady, and I nowhere near cut her off, but I think she felt as thought I did. So I get to the light, and the light turns green. I start accelerating at a more than good pace, and I realize there's headlights JUST BARELY peering over the rear "wing" (I guess you'd call it on the talon...) which means this woman's RIGHT on my ass. So I get to 45, leaving it in second gear, and just drop off the throttle, so the car makes a quick halt at 45mph. The caddilac gets REALLY fuckin' close...so I brake and slow down to 30...she gets probably 6 inches from my rear bumper, so I just hold it hear because I don't wanna brake-check her and have to deal with insurance and cops and shit. Flips on her blinker and jumps left, so I follow suit. We pull just in the neighborhood and I leave room for her to get in the neighborhood (rich fuckin' neighborhood by the way).
I get in the hood and pull my car sideways blocking both lanes so she's got nowhere to go. My friend goes "Ben, damnit..." but ignored him and went back to her car. She's rolling down the window like she's gonna start mouthing off. She opens her mouth and before she could say anything, I said (annunciating every syllable PERFECTLY) "What the FUCK is your problem? Get off my fucking ass!" and she kinda sat there with this like scared expression like "Is this really happening?" I gave her a minute to answer. With no reply I went "I hope you fucking wreck and die" and walked off. She said something, but I just ignored it...I was beyond pissed...
I fucking hate rich people!