The Finger

Okay...WOW. I was coming back from a meeting this morning, I'm driving on Santa Monica Blvd, just about to turn onto Wilshire Blvd, and there's this little brat in the backseat of his mommy's Volvo, right next to me, flicking me off! I could NOT believe my eyes! This lil' Mr. "My-shit-don't-stink" was NOT going to get away with THIS, YES!!! So I slammed on my horn and swerved a little closer to the car. The mom screams at me, cursing, saying she has a child in the back. SO that's when I told her,

"YES, I know that! That's why I wanted to talk to you! Your son gave me the finger. Do you know that THAT means 'FUCK YOU'? Don't you think your son is TOO YOUNG to comprehend the "F word"? Thank you!"

And I just sped away! YES!!! Oooh, he's going to GET IT when they get home! If only I had a picture of how livid that mom was. She's probably going to PUNISH him hard. That's why you don't mess with me, because I get SO EVEN, especially when I'm coming back from a meeting! YES!!!