#998 People who tailgate my vehicle.

I know I posted an entry not too long ago but I just got home after driving to CVS with my friend. On the way there these assholes in a Lexus tailgated me most of the way. I was reminded of how aggravating driving can be. What did they expect? There were people in front of me. What was I going to do? "Go-go gadget hovercraft!!!"...or whatever. The worst is when they drive to the side (like in the picture) to see what is going on in front of me. Thanks for being my eyes asshole. I KNOW what the fuck is happening in front of me and you acting like a douchebag isn't going to help the situation. Don't they think that if I had tons of space in front of me I would drive a little faster? Every time I catch a glimpse of these tailgaters they're always laughing at me and most of the time they're a bunch of guys or "Wangstas". There's always the one sitting in the middle of his two friends in the backseat leaning forward and pointing. I just want to slam on my brakes and watch him fly through the windshield and over my car. The other day I was driving downtown and this large truck was behind me and was inches away from my bumper. He ALMOST hit me when I stopped at a red light. The best part is that those people then proceed to get angry at you like it's YOUR fault. Oh and the speed limit is 35 and I'm already going 40. Sorry but I'm not going to go 50+ just to make you happy. I drive at the speed limit and if you don't like it you can screw.

Part of me thinks that they're just jealous of my car. I mean look at it (it's the red car).
I'm coming to the conclusion that they just want to sabotage the beauty that is my 1996 Honda hatchback. You don't find those babies anymore and I'm one of the few lucky owners. Those bitches just miss having to scoot over to the passenger seat to roll down the window and let's not forget the joy of having to get out of the car in order to let your homies into the backseat. I know, I know. Be jealous assholes.

But I swear to GOD almighty ONE DAY I am going to slam on my brakes so hard that the people behind me won't know what happened.

"Sorry officer. A squirrel ran in front of my car!!"

Don't worry. I already have an entire speech memorized.


I HATE IT!