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Sunday, July 25, 2010
To the jaywalking mother who felt the need to dramatically wag her finger and yell at me when I didn’t stop for her: when you walk out suddenly from behind a bus, don’t expect me to see you in time to stop. Had I stopped abruptly to let you finish crossing, I would have actually put you and your cute little son at risk because there were other cars coming up behind me that could have rear ended me right into you and your child. Aside from the novel idea of looking both ways before you cross the street, if you really cared about the safety of your son perhaps you should have considered walking 30 seconds out of your way to the nearest crosswalk.
The extent of your over-exaggerated (actually, uncalled-for) reaction would be the equivalent to me calling Child Protection Services for the vulgar names and words you exposed your little cutie to as you were screaming at me. Hmm, on second thought... :)—Don't blame me for your retarded ass
Tags: road rage