The car behind me was so close that I couldn't see the headlights. It was 7:13am, and I was on my way to work, enjoying my coffee and singing Justin Bieber at the top of my lungs.
I was going 5mph over, but I sped up just a bit to see if that would shake her. Nope. She sped up, too, eager to get to wherever she was going.
I slowed back down, realizing that I wouldn't be able to make her happy, and waited for her to pass me.
NOTHING. She rode my bumper all the way to the freeway, where we finally parted ways.
And as her minivan rolled past me on the left side, I waved to the five white stick figure people in her back window and gave them the biggest middle finger I could muster.
Have fun at soccer practice, a-hole. And don't forget your Mickey Mouse ears.
