Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Boski gets owned by old fart
So Boski is driving home for lunch today like I normally do and I pull into my hood. To help paint the picture the entrance into my hood is a long road that comes from Wesleyan Drive. It goes about 1/2 miles and then there is a stop sign and you can either go left or right. When you come up to the stop sign you are coming up a small hill and there is a low wooden fence/guard rail all around the areas. Boski pulls up to the stop sign, stops, looks both ways and notices a early 2000(s) Cadillac coming in to turn. It is going slow and has a handicap plate, I think about going but then say you know I'll wait for him (I am big defensive driver now). He signals and I notice he is turning very close to my car. I see him rolling down his window. I'm thinking he is going to say I have a bulb out or maybe ask for directions. He is an old guy, I roll my window down, turn my music off thinking lets see what this nice old man wants. Dude says "The stop sign is back there" and points behind my car and drives away. I could not respond, I was so shocked I couldn't even think of what to say. The stop sign is about 5-6 feet from the curb of where the street goes left or right. But you have to go past the sign to make sure you can see clearly. Here I am thinking I am being a good driver and this dick head makes this smart ass remark. After he drove away the first thing that came into my mind is make a U-turn and go after his ass. I did not. I've got the dudes car in my memory, and I know hes got a handicap plate. I will hunt this man down. But seriously I mean how much more of a ass can you be? I stopped, I waited for your slow ass, I was past the stop sign but you have to be. Fuck that old man.