Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Do I really yell at cars?

Yes, yes, I do.

My favorite car yelling story:

A few years ago, I lived in a development near a new car dealer. My street was pretty curvy, had a "S" curve right in the middle, in fact. Well, the moron salesmen used to cut through my street, and drive really fast to get the full effect of the road curves.
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I can only guess it made them feel like they were running a European race course. This would be fine except for the kids, pets, and old people they terrorized by this behavior.

I had a lot of free time, so I often spent it outside yelling at the morons to slow down. Believe me, on a Saturday, it was as busy as most main streets with these idiots racing down through my development. My neighbors suggested I should do something besides yell at the cars.

The next Saturday, a car went zipping by, and I yelled. He flipped me the bird. Photobucket

This did not sit well with me at all.

I then got in my truck, and drove across the highway to pay a visit to the showroom.

As I walked in I spotted the a-hole. He was sitting with his equally stupid co-workers and laughing. I asked for a manager. They continued laughing. When the manager came over, I explained the situation. I told him I wasn't sure which jerk it was, but if I saw another one of his new Hondas on my street driving fast, I would mark the car for him with a large rock so we would be able to know which salesjerk it was. He apologized, and said it wasn't going to happen again.

A few weeks later, a neighbor came by and said to me, "Not sure what you did, but I haven't seen a Honda around here for a few weeks."

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11 comments:

shyne said...

LOL.....good job!
And, congratulations for not taking the rock route first.

Anonymous said...

It would have been more fun for ya if you would have used a splat ball gun and it would have kept you hand eye cordination up.

The dirtdog

Kate said...

Great story.

~*~Shadow.Crystal~*~ said...

LMAO
Now that I would have LOVED to see.

I can't drive without my little birdie... comes in handy when you get some jerk behind ya who wants to do 70 in a 50 zone.

Bradley@howisbradley.com said...

LOL. You reminded me of The World According To Garp where Garp finally runs and reaches the terrorist truck driver always driving through their neighborhood.

I think you handled it better than he did though.

GumbyTheCat said...

Good for you. Not only did you shove it back in those laughing jerks' faces, but you are an honest adherent of the truth in labeling law - you actually DO yell at cars! lol.

Salamat said...

wow! that's awesome! hahaha! funny :)

Atlas said...

Haha...great job. If it were me I'd probably do something stupid like actually throw rocks at their cars or something. I'm reckless that way.

It's good you took the peaceful "do it again and I'll carve a smiley face into your passenger door" route, though. Entertaining and gets the job the done (without breaking all those, you know, laws).

The Offended Blogger said...

Although a bit disappointed, I am proud of you.

I'd have used the rock. :)

Josh said...

Good for you! You are a feisty pistol-that is what I like about you. Always love your blog!

Linda said...

I think you are a man of great wisdom...don't let them tell you any different! Enjoyed the stories. I'll be back. :)