I live and work in one of the South's busiest (and one of the nation's as far as that goes) traffic areas. The locals like to call it the ATL, as in Atlanta, GA. At least five days a week, and sometimes more, I check the status of my life and car insurance top make it is all paid up, and venture out on my 20-mile commute to help a group of scientists fight terrorism. If it wasn't for the terrorists, I wouldn’t do it. It is way too dangerous, and it scares me as I age, although be it ever so gracefully. Yesterday, while sitting dead stopped in the last 4-mile section of my drive, which takes 30 minutes on most days (which for all you mathematically challenged artistes out there is an 8-mile-per-hour average speed, which is just slightly faster than a 65-year-old retired NFL football player can walk) I was passed on the right side in the lane specifically designed as a turn lane into a neighborhood by some gentlemen whose destination was obviously more important than the other several hundred drivers like myself waiting in line. I think he was in a Lexus, or maybe a shiny new BMW. After passing me, he wedged back in between my gorgeous 2003 fire red Mustang convertible and the car that was in front of me. Immediately when the cars started moving again, he changed lanes three times in the next ¼ mile. He was forced to stay in the left lane until the line of cars on the 4-lane road reached the next traffic light. When I looked out of my car to the left, I was actually one car length in front of him. I looked back at him and smirked at the dumbass, as he sat there totally satisfied that his tactical driving moves had helped him get to work (a place he probably really doesn’t want to go) faster than anyone else on the road. He had passed using the wrong lane, made three lane changes and still lost ground. I had just coasted, trying to not use my breaks, and I had beaten him to the traffic light. As I looked at him, I couldn’t help but think to myself, “Did buying the Lexus turn him into as asshole, or was he as asshole the whole time?” Or he might have just been from New York City. Who knows?
Causes John Haslam Supports
I support the Constitution of the United States of America.
I support St. Jude's Hospital.
I believe in GOD.