Tonight, while leaving an expansive and empty parking lot, a guy in a minivan pulled up right to the lane I was using to get the fuck outta there and paused a moment before going around me. Granted, I was using the wrong lane, but with all that space, why’d you have to pull up nose-to-nose with me? To prove a point? Why not just … Continue reading Rage
I hate driving downtown, and I avoid it entirely unless I’m legally compelled to do so. So far I’ve been legally compelled to do so four times; jury duty. This last time that I served, I beat the traffic by arriving over an hour early each morning and waiting in the parking garage in my car. My car is like a shield I can pull … Continue reading That time I got trapped in a burning parking garage
