Thursday, July 21, 2005
Don't make me go postal
To the woman in the Chrysler behind me in the District this morning, who told you that ramming into the back of my car because I wouldn't inch forward so you could fit into a parking spot that is not officially a parking spot for another 22 minutes would actually be effective? You are so lucky that I showed some restraint and didn't come back to your car and drag you out the window. Don't think I wouldn't do it.