Meep Meep

Another car story.

On the way home today, I happened to glance in the rearview mirror to see a bright red Aztec screaming up Freer Road. I honestly thought they were simply going to plow through me. I tapped on the brake, just enough to make the light come on and hopefully alert the driver to slower traffic in the 25 mph zone.

The Aztec crossed the double yellow line into oncoming traffic to pass me, cut me off, then braked 500 feet later, waiting to turn left into the school complex.

Naturally I leaned on the horn. Only instead of a huge Wagnerian blast to match my fury, I got a tiny, ineffectual meeeep, tuned an octave above middle C. The only problem with the little Korean car is the little Korean horn. The Aztec occupants probably thought there was a small child on a bike somewhere near by, if they heard the horn at all.

I’m glad I’m home.

Mercury’s retrograde until August 15. Everybody’s losin’ it. Hang on and be careful out there.