October 6th, 2009
i know your game white civic
I used to be a chronic late employee but that has since changed since I stopped watching Charmed and started watching the bummer news. I found that Charmed was too enticing and the news makes me want to get out of bed and stop watching. Now I’m officially 5 minutes early pretty much everyday.
But I digress. Today is the second day I met the ridiculous White Civic. I peer over to see what kind of driver would be so stupid, and it’s an Indian man with a woman as his passenger. I’m guessing that he’s rushing to get her to the train because she’s late (again). Here’s how my morning went:
I drive along Evelyn which is a 40 mph zone. It’s a two lanes for each direction and there is little traffic. Sometimes when I feel a little crazy I go around 45 mph but there’s usually cops patrolling the street (heavy pedestrian and bike traffic since its near light rail and Caltrain). I was nearing the light rail station when out of nowhere, the White Civic [of irresponsible speediness] pulls up to my left. He starts tailing the car in front of him like crazy, gassing and breaking and getting frustrated. I snicker and continue to drive behind the guy in front of me but being cautious not to give White Civic [of crappiness] any chance to get in. Probably terribly irresponsible myself but I hate drivers that screw up my otherwise relaxing drive into work.
so we meet again....White Civic.
In a dramatic turn of events, my lane speeds up. The White Civic decides it’s time to blow this joint and comes dangerously close to hitting me when he changes lanes.
white civic makes its move!
I cackled an evil laugh and continued to drive, letting up on the gas to give the car in front of me some room. The car in front of me decides to get in the next lane which gaves me the chance to speed up to a dangerous 47 mph.
BOOYAH!
The white car continues to tail me which I get irritated. I don’t know much about driving besides the basics, but I did learn well from my brother and other dude drivers in my life. I start doing the lazy s and finally flick the car off when he decides to pull into the Caltrain lot.
Perhaps it is not the most mature thing a 24 year old can do (STILL 24!) but gave me some gratification. In closing, this is a peek at the note I would like to give my friend, White Civic.
Dear White Civic,
I understand your need to be on time to whatever you need to get to in the morning. I understand that some mornings are rough. But speeding and tailing people are not cool. At least pretend to be a nice guy. I advise watching the news in the morning, setting your alarm clock 15 minutes early and getting a good breakfast (makes you less cranky, really). You and your woman passenger will not only safely get to the Caltrain station but you may in fact be a little early.
And if you ever see a red car with a Hawaii sticker again, please know that I will not tolerate that behavior. Game on White Civic, game on.
<3: lynniechan