Mostly True Memoirs
What the Heck Were They Thinking?
What the heck?
This morning, driving out of my neighborhood, I got behind a very, very, very slow car.
They put on their turn signal, so I figured they’d be gone quickly.
But no.
They switched the turn signal to the hazard lights.
OK, they’re having car trouble.
They need to pull over and take care of business.
Six cars have piled up behind me.
They started to pull over to the curb, but then decided not to, and they continued driving very, very, very slowly, positioning their car so that no one could pass.
What the heck?
At the intersection, they sat in the right turn lane while signaling left.
After they turned right, they flipped off the hazards and sped up to keep pace with traffic.
I have just a few choice words for them.
What.
The.
F***.
You.
F***ing.
F***s.