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Today is the 2nd day of school here in my part of the state of Georgia. So I'm at the bus stop this morning with my 9 year old son, my wife, 3 other kids and 2 other sets of parents. Yawn.
We live in a quiet neighborhood with 25mph limit and speed bumps. But people still speed along.
So I watch this pick-up speed past the bus stop prior to our stop (ummm 500 yards or so) and he actually revs the engine as he approaches me. Being in a mellow mood I respectfully do the slow down motion with one hand. No yelling, no middle finger. He passes me, stops, backs up and rolls down the window and drawls "what?" I say you are speeding, there are kids everywhere and you need to slow down. I am quoting his response here "Your kids are not my responsibility" It took me a few seconds to process as I do not believe I have ever heard anything close to making me this angry.
So it sinks in. And with all the parents and kids about I scream "You fat fucking piece of shit, if you don't slow down I will show you how it's your responsibility" He said "what did you say?" and I repeated he was a fat piece of shit. He said "Yankee go home". I said get out of your fucking the car as my wife grabbed my arm and started yanking me away. I screamed you fucking overfed, undereducated redneck, get the fuck out here. But I was so angry I was stuttering and couldn't even pronounce the words. Me, speechless? Never! I have never been that mad. He drove off and my neighbor said he thought he was going to see a brawl and I told him he was insulting me to think it would be a brawl.
My wife is very upset with my language and how mad I became in front of the kids. He is a potential murderer. I had some choice words for her and said that fat fuck is the luckiest guy in the state right now.
Maybe later I will tell you about me pulling my gun last week on my birthday. My wife didn't like that one either.
I am a cranky old man.
We live in a quiet neighborhood with 25mph limit and speed bumps. But people still speed along.
So I watch this pick-up speed past the bus stop prior to our stop (ummm 500 yards or so) and he actually revs the engine as he approaches me. Being in a mellow mood I respectfully do the slow down motion with one hand. No yelling, no middle finger. He passes me, stops, backs up and rolls down the window and drawls "what?" I say you are speeding, there are kids everywhere and you need to slow down. I am quoting his response here "Your kids are not my responsibility" It took me a few seconds to process as I do not believe I have ever heard anything close to making me this angry.
So it sinks in. And with all the parents and kids about I scream "You fat fucking piece of shit, if you don't slow down I will show you how it's your responsibility" He said "what did you say?" and I repeated he was a fat piece of shit. He said "Yankee go home". I said get out of your fucking the car as my wife grabbed my arm and started yanking me away. I screamed you fucking overfed, undereducated redneck, get the fuck out here. But I was so angry I was stuttering and couldn't even pronounce the words. Me, speechless? Never! I have never been that mad. He drove off and my neighbor said he thought he was going to see a brawl and I told him he was insulting me to think it would be a brawl.
My wife is very upset with my language and how mad I became in front of the kids. He is a potential murderer. I had some choice words for her and said that fat fuck is the luckiest guy in the state right now.
Maybe later I will tell you about me pulling my gun last week on my birthday. My wife didn't like that one either.
I am a cranky old man.