You know, there are times when I REALLY miss my ex-boyfriend (a LEGEND in his field of work).  One of those times is tonight!  I would have loved to have sent him a text, email or just plain called him, just to make him chuckle with this anecdote.  No one else would really get it, but he would.  It's not my normal traffic horror stories, either....

On my way home from work tonight I was stuck in traffic, as usual.  I was in a pretty good mood though. I had good music playing, so I was nice and relaxed.  Then this asshole in a Mustang cuts me off (almost hitting my car in the process) then when I change lanes, he cuts me off again!  As is generally known, I do kind of have a problem with getting angry when I'm behind the wheel (No comments from the peanut gallery please) so I start to get pissed-off, but try to calm myself down......but I'm not stupid and the dude is in a distinctive car, so I keep track of him (you should know where the dangers are at all times).  He cuts-off all kinds of people, uses lanes he's not supposed to be in and I finally lose him, thinking he got on the freeway.

Turns out he didn't and I catch-up to him a little bit later (not on purpose), where he cuts me off AGAIN.  Him in his fucking ugly Mustang!!!

I did a few evasive moves to get out from behind him, then when I finally got to the point where I'm next to him (he was in a turn lane), I gave him a steely glare and flipped him off (might have also called him a c********* as well), then I realized that it was quite possibly one of my ex's colleagues.

I was SHOCKED, but I think I recovered pretty well (and quickly).

Now this guy is someone everyone loves and thinks is the nicest guy ever. He's almost considered a "rock star" in his industry (not sure that's deserved though). I'd heard stories that he could be a dick who backstabs and talks crap about his contemporaries behind their backs, but that side of him is kept pretty much off the radar.  He's the All-American guy everyone loves.

Anyway, this guy is really revered in many circles and I'd just gone and flipped him the bird and called him a c********....and you know what?  I'd do it again (twice!)  'cause the guy was a dangerous and shitty driver tonight.

Am I 100% sure it was him? No (after all, he wasn't wearing the "distressed" baseball cap that was usually on his head whenever I used to see him around) that's why I'm not calling the guy out by name.

Let's be honest, I probably wouldn't call him out even if I was sure, because I'm classy like that.  Calling someone a foul name and flipping them off doesn't mean I lose my classiness, right? RIGHT!??!!?

UPDATE: I got a couple of questions about this. NO, I did NOT shout the bad name out of my car window. My window was rolled-up.  I mean, I'm sure it was clear to him what I was doing and saying, but I wasn't overly aggressive about it...Sheesh! Have any if you ever heard me yell ANYTHING? I doubt it.