Dear Wreckless Driver
(Idiot Bitch) :
I don’t know what kind of coffee grounds you snort, but was it really necessary to not only run the stop sign at the end of your cul de sac, but to step on the gas when you saw my SUV with me driving and Miss A as a passenger approaching your intersection on a heavily trafficked road? A road busy with parents taking their children to daycare and school, not to mention morning commuters.
I was incredulous when I saw that you had a child in your truck. I always like to give people the benefit of the doubt. For a split second I thought maybe you were really running late, still no excuse to barrel through a stop sign, or maybe you were rushing a child to the hospital (highly doubtful). You put at least four lives in danger so I felt completely justified in honking my horn at you. And thanks a lot for flipping me off out your driver’s side window as I was pulling into Miss A’s daycare parking lot. You’re a class act lady. Way to teach your kid how to run stop signs and how to audition for white trash mom of the year.
Oh and your little cul de sac subdivision that maybe has twelve homes? It is literally just steps from my husband’s business and parking lot. So I know I will be seeing you around. The hubby has already asked me what type of truck you were driving.