the words from our mouths

yesterday, laura, asher, and i went to chick-fil-a for a tasty, fried snack. as i was driving towards the drive-thru, i stopped to let a dude in a jeep come out of his parking space. he decided to let me go ahead instead. well, little did he know that i was headed for the end of the line which was right behind him. he had a little space to weasel his auto out of. not enough for his liking, i guess. these were his words to me as he was pulling away. "learn how to drive, you bitch!"

i will never yell at anyone from my car window again. you sound like a tool. and, most of all, it's not loving.