*Points to icon* Says it all, really

[charliesmum]

I was driving to my sister's today for my niece's birthday. I'd just gotten onto 42, in an area that has lots of shopping centers and fast food restaurants around, and the road was crowded.

As I was driving, a sudden, very hostile sounding shout from a car next to me made me jump. It sounded like he was shouting the 'c-word'. It happened just as I was driving by, and a person can't help but think, 'wait? Are they yelling at me? What did I do?' but then logic kicks in, and I figured they were either yelling at each other, or singing along to a rap song. There was no way I could even confirm they yelled what I thought they yelled, so I figured I'd let it go. I did look to my left to see if I could see who it was, I vaguely thought it was these guys in this brown car, so I figured when they passed me, I'd see if they were giving me the finger or singing along to a rap song or what. However, they were behind me, and they didn't look threatening, near as I could figure, so I decide that they weren't yelling what I thought they were yelling.

So, I'm stopped at a light, I'm singing along to XTC on my iPod, Charlie is next to me playing his DS. All is well.

The light changes, I start to go, and my car is rammed from behind.

Seriously. That's what it felt like. I hadn't stopped, and I was accelerating, so it wasn't like the people behind me misjudged the distance or anything. I look behind me, and it's still those guys.

I know it could have been residual feelings from the shouting incident. Or it could have been because I'd just re-read a Janet Evanovich Stephanie Plum book, but I pull into a Dunkin Donuts* witht he idea that I could get the plate number off the car as it wizzes by me, but they pull in next to me

The boys in the car looked to bein their early 20s, South Philly/South Jersey Italians, one of them who I swear to God looked like he was sporting a false mustache, apologise profusely, and ask if I am okay. I say to them, "What, did you think I was someone else?" They say it was an accident.

I get out, check the car (which is thankfully still my crappy car, and not a new one, small favors and all that). There is no damage.

I'm still shaking from the adrenaline at this point, but they honestly seem like stupid but harmless guys, and even if they did ram me deliberately, clearly I wasn't meant to be their target, and I'm hoping they felt like complete morons, acting on an impulse and it was the wrong person.

I just wanted to go have birthday cake and spend time with my niece. And the pony! They had a pony! (But that's a story for another entry) So I left.

Should I have done something else, do you think? I was really rather shaken and confused. The yelling and then the ramming in close proximity really freaked me out, but then it seemed like nothing, and, well, it was weird.





*The last time I was rear-ended was also near a Dunkin Donuts. Think it's a conspiracy?

Comments

[slammerkinbabe.livejournal.com]

Heh. It's from this book cover. There's a whole bunch of them at that site somewhere but I don't remember exactly what the web address for the gallery is. You can probably get to it through www.strangesisters.com. As you can see, I had to change the cover a bit to make it icon-sized, but I just thought the whole thing was hilarious.

[jfda.livejournal.com]

Heh, that's a pretty good cover. :-) I really want to read about the "Three Lesbian Techniques" ... ;-)

[slammerkinbabe.livejournal.com]

I just found out that it is orderable through Amazon (there are only two copies, don't poach mine! ;)) I think I am going to have to order one of them, because I am VERY CURIOUS, myself. I suspect, though, that it will turn out to be three techniques for recruiting innocent young girls to the dark side, rather than techniques for what to do with them between the sheets once you've got them. ::sigh::

[jfda.livejournal.com]

Heh. It's a bit more than I'd be willing to pay. It would be interesting to see what that guy thought about, say, "Will Marriage cure the Lesbian"?

[slammerkinbabe.livejournal.com]

I think at the time and in that crowd, the answer was thought to be "Yes, if you spank her enough that her predilection for sexual perversion is satisfied in that way." No, really.

[jfda.livejournal.com]

Yeah, probably. And apparently, according to that book, homosexuals are "afraid" of "normal sex".

That's a great site you linked me to, by the way. I especially like the look on the girl on this cover (http://www.strangesisters.com/a-z/images/theme_one.php?start=10&data=chump.list&photo=xkidsister.jpg). :-) And it's funny that they picked the one lesbian scenario that wouldn't be "hot" to the average male ...

[slammerkinbabe.livejournal.com]

That cover is amazing! I've never really sat down and gone through all the covers on that site (there are so many!) But that one is fantastic, and it totally makes me want to read the book.

By the way, may I friend you? Because a.), lesbian pulp book cover discussions are fun, and b.) I just hopped over to your journal and skimmed it briefly and really enjoyed it, especially the post about neurodiversity. (I have nonverbal learning disability and a type of sensory integration dysfunction -- some docs would say I'm on the autistic spectrum, some would say not. Just to get THAT out of the way.) I want to give the latter post a thorough read when I'm at home rather than at work, but yeah -- mind if I friend?

[jfda.livejournal.com]

Go ahead. :-)