Two Idiots On the Freeway

An idiot driver cut in front of me on the freeway Just because they did not get the big picture I have to slam on my brakes? Could I let it slide? Apparently not. I threw my hands up like “what the heck?” She gave me the bird. I gave her one back. She gave me two birds. Who was driving there? I chased her down the freeway, We are both honking now, acting six-years-old. She is driving so fast it is utterly ridiculous. I can barely keep up with her. Luckily I am driving my husband’s Mercury. You can go one hundred in it, and it feels like fifty. I was horrified when we both turned off at the same ramp. Slunk back a bit when we again headed the same direction. Was shocked when her turn signal showed me the parking lot I wanted. We both ended up in front of the same restaurant, and it was not open yet. “That was FUN!” she shrieked at me. “Did you know it was ME?” she asked. I gave her a big hug. My best friend, Susan, had apparently gotten a new car. “Of course!” I lied.