posted on Dec, 29 2012 @ 12:05 AM
I spent several years living in a VW panel van. It was my home and I wasn't too keen on burning it out by racing around. I was cruising through Los
Angeles one day, a city where everybody seems to be in a hurry, doing about 5 MPH under the speed limit, and I can see this guy in my rear view mirror
tailgating, waving his hand and trying to pressure me into driving faster.
I get to a red light, he gets out of his car, comes stomping up to my window and starts yelling and demanding to know why I'm driving so slow. He was
wearing a suit and tie. When he got close enough to my open window I reached out and grabbed him by his tie. I was working as a framer building houses
back then, so yanking this guy around by his tie was not that difficult. He quickly shut up, and I let go of his tie. He quietly walked back to his
car and that was the end of it.
edit on 29-12-2012 by seasoul because: (no reason given)