Hmmmm.

I kind of ticked some girl off this morning. She seemed pretty upset anyways. But, hey, what can I do when I'm such a good driver and she's not?

So here she is driving 65 in a 70 zone. Not a terrible sin in and of itself. Except for the fact that she was in the LEFT LANE (I'll attack you left lane squatters later). And, to boot, there was another driver going roughly the same speed in the right lane. So, when the right land driver exited, I saw my chance so I took it.

In a death defying, thriller move (NOT!) I weaved out from behind this girl in order to get around her! And she speeds up. Good one, lady! Not one to be outdone, and seeing my window fast disappearing, I engaged all 140 horses from my Grand Am street racer (hah!) and squeezed in front of her.

Needless to say, I got the usual horn, brights and finger waving from the girl. Whatever, I just kept driving, not feeling like getting into a serious altercation on the infamous Edmonton Whitemud.

But she wasn't finished with me yet. Once the freeway opened up to a three lane, she made her move as soon as she could and got up beside me. I glanced at her, but I really couldn't tell you what she looked like. I couldn't get a decent look at her face. I could tell you what her finger looked like, though. Anyways, in true annoying, stubbron style, I waved and smiled at her and turned back. Silly Scott, why do you have to antagonize people?

Sure enough, she now engages all 90 horses in her little Hyundai and gets around in front of me. Pretty soon, she's going 70 in the left lane again! OK, I finally had enough sense to get far away from her and got into the far right lane until she was gone.

I wonder what the rest of her day was like. I hope it improved. Boy it's hard being the only good driver on the road...