2 Fast 2 Furious

So yesterday, some soccer mom with a sandy jay was driving like a maniac in her minivan into a lane merging behind me. In my rear view mirror I could see that she was all pissy because she didn’t get in ahead of me, despite the endless line of traffic both in front and trailing behind us. It was cruel fate, after all. She was robbed of her rightful place 10 ginormous feet in front of me. Her rage makes total sense. Duh.

She lays on the horn and I wave at her, because killing them with kindness is a sure thing. Shorty sees me waving, so then he starts waving in the air (like he just don’t care). His waving to her went on for at least a minute. That woman had the angriest fug face I’ve seen, in well… in quite some time. But Shorty? He just laughed and laughed.