I know that you were outrageously pissed at me today when I cut you off at the off ramp in Rancho Cucamonga. I was feeling confident listening to â€œForgot About Dreâ€ when I glanced in my mirror and I made the determination that I had plenty of space to merge over to the left lane. It was a costly mistake, as I assume you had to slam on the brakes to avoid an accident (thank you, btw). You werenâ€™t shy about expressing your emotions about my minor mistake. You switched lanes and pulled up next to me to flip me off and scream at me through your (rolled-up) window. Even when I turned down my radio, I couldnâ€™t hear what you were saying â€“ probably cursing I would assume. In the future, if someone does that to you, roll down the window and really let them have it.
In an ironic turn of events, I was on my way to take my driving exam, (because a friend said it was easier in Rancho Cucamonga). Well if you see this- you win. I am a bad driverâ€¦.I didnâ€™t get my driverâ€™s license. I just thought you should know that I wonâ€™t be sharing the road with you again for quite some time. Good day to you sir.