I went through a red light today. A man with wild popping hair pulled up next to my car. He was gritting his teeth. They were yellow.
"DID YOU KNOW YOU JUST WENT THROUGH A RED LIGHT!" the man screamed.
"Yes" I replied.
The guy just sat in his seat glaring at me. You could tell he was trying to think of something very clever to say. I smiled at him.
"I'M GOING TO GET YOUR LICENCE NUMBER AND CALL THE POLICE!" the man yelled, spittle shooting from his mouth.
"THANK YOU VERY MUCH," I said. The light turned green. The man sat there for another moment more. There were a bunch of cars lining up behind him but he refused to move. The guy behind him leaned his head out the window.
"MOVE IT, YOU STUPID SONOFABITCH!" the guy in the other car screamed.
Pretty soon all the people behiind the angry guy were honking at him.
I put on my turn signal, and turned right. The guy sat there for a moment more. He didn't know what to do. He was obviously deciding whether or not to turn right and follow me.
The car behind the angry man, honking his horn angrily, sped around the angry man.
"FUCKING MORON!" the man yelled at the moron.
By the time I had turned right at the next street I could hear a chorus of honking horns and people yelling at each other. I wondered if any one of the angry motorists had a gun in his car.
I turned on the radio in my car. It was a song by Etta James.
I figured it was going to be a fine day after all.