3:45 pm
Q&A: How many people have you killed? I don’t keep count believe it or not, but I can tell you I could continue for the next 20 years and it will still be less people than the planet adds each and every day. I am doing my part, but no one else seems to understand the dire situation our planet is in and are not taking any precautions. At least China tried to do something whether or not you agree with it. Something needs to change or the change that will come will be one no one wants to see. I continue to do my part though so you will be happy to know that I met Mike earlier today.
Mike is a tailgater. There are two types, passive and aggressive. Passive is the guy who follows far too closely behind you to be safe because he is just ignorant and a bad driver and it makes you uncomfortable because you know if you have to hit your brakes there isn’t much chance the sphincter behind you will be able to stop before stuffing his car up your tailpipe. Then there’s aggressive and Mike would be a textbook example of this dicktastic behavior. I was on the interstate going 6 over the speed limit when Mike comes roaring up behind us and stays about 5 feet off my back bumper. I was in heavy traffic so it wasn’t like I could go any faster. I am sure you know what Mike did, he goes jetting past me to the right and throws his car into the 1 ½ car length gap I was maintaining behind the car in front of me, the interstate acceptable amount of gap mind you. The rage woke right up from his nap and he doesn’t like getting woken up during a nap, not one bit! Mike is going to find out just how much. We followed long enough see enough that Mike might just get that upgrade to 19th class at the Chateau. I’ve been in those rooms and they are just not comfy! Certainly, no chocolate on your pillow.
Mike pulled into the driveway of a normal looking house in the middle-class section of the city. The house was in decent shape and the landscaping has been maintained. I am sure the next owner will appreciate Mike’s hard work. I saw a dog running around the backyard so I will have to be consulting my man Kevin shortly to come up with a plan. For now, though, I will let the rage think about the lesson he would like to share with dear old Mike. I hope he is a studious type, the rage doesn’t grade on a curve.
Juliet was Michael Barnes.