Apparently, half the world got up on the wrong side of bed every morning this week. Yesterday, some prick in an old beat up truck with no brake lights got pissed at me when I changed lanes BEHIND him.
Today, some guy shot me a death look because I hit the brakes, instead of hitting the car in front of me.
Some days I am really glad I don't have my concealed carry permit yet. At least I don't have to make a decision whether or not that guy deserved to be shot(he probably did).
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