This thread is bringing back cool memories of some of my driving encounters. I remember some drunk coming up to my window and saying i splashed him in the parking lot. I apologized up and down to him as he hollared and spit in my face . After a couple of minutes of this dickhead screaming at me he realized i wasnt doing anythinbg and started saying he would kick my ass if he ever saw me again. I just happened to have a suit and tie on (which isnt me at all) and my wife said just drive away you have your new suit on. I was all set to pull ahead and he said to my wife " hey broad you married a winner here". I looked at her and she said dont do it ! I said sit tight. I put the car in park and got out. The guy took a double take as i grabbed him and slammed him against my car and drove him about six times in the face, and told him to get outa my face assh+le. Then from nowhere his girlfriend starts kicking me in the legs , saying let go of him. I said back off barbie and i'll let dufus go free. I shoved him away and he didnt have anymore to say. I felt bad five minutes later after i calmed down. The guy was just drunk (which i have no tollerance for) and i got a broken window out of it where his head slammed up against it. I had just gotten the car too it was a Monte Carlo SS. The moral to the story is "It pays to avoid confrontation".
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