Apparently, I am funny. Now granted, you have to have…ahem…a certain type of sense of humor to find me so, but if you do…yeah…funny.
Today whilst stuck in NVA/DC/SMD traffic for 3 and a half FUCKING HOURS I was apparently, both to those in the car and those, er, on the phone, a virtual font of funny. Now, to me, flashing fire arm to people who consistantly and without warning, wave, or ANY sense of decorum attempt to merge into your lane- at the last minute, your car be damned- is not funny….it is merely a warning of consquences to come should they continue on with their rude behavior. I wasn’t even actually DOING this, just saying how it might detract from road rage and send a clear message that, no, you do NOT get to be the FOURTH fucking car to cut in front of me in traffic.
Just a nod, flash the gun, let them know their…er…lack of comportment…has been noted and actions have consequences.
Apparently this was, to those of us who live here and heard about my theory…fuckin’ hysterical.
So I think mayhaps before I die, I should try one of those open mic comedy night things….