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I guess I can't be friendly.

By revolutionaire.
1. I went to Texas, it was amazing, and I will write an entire blog all about it soon. Promises. Promises.

2. When I returned from Texas I made a new friend on my morning commute. I was stopped at a light, and looking straight ahead when it turned green. I noticed the truck next to me didn't move, so I glanced to my left to see a guy in an olive green Nissan Frontier gazing at me, sort of strangely, as I pulled away. Didn't think much of it -- I was rocking out to some music, with windows down and sleep still in my eyes. I'd probably stare at me too.

The next morning I saw him again, and he did well keeping up with me and my zippity-doo-dahing down the highway. Until his turn came and we parted ways. That was Tuesday.

On Wednesday and Thursday I saw him again. These two days he made sure to keep up, even passed me on an occasion or two. And he waved. So I gave my usual peace sign, and kept right on cruising.

This morning I saw him again and he was weird...er.

I had just finished thinking how nice it was to see the same people on my daily commute. I like it because I feel connected or bonded with other people who commute, like me, to work every day.

Then this guy had to go and tamper with things.

This morning, as I have all week, I saw him a couple cars ahead at the light. When I passed him, I gave a nod and a peace sign and he quite vigorously pulled out behind me and followed me, in a determined kind of way.

I'm the type of person who passes and then changes lanes back into the right lane (that's how you're supposed to drive). So this time, when I passed a car and got back in the right lane, he sped up to get next to me, held up his phone and asked for my number ... at 70 mph.

My response? I mouthed this: "I don't have a phone," shrugged and kept driving.

Why you gotta ruin a nice, friendly thing, Mr. Nissan Guy?
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Samsmama said…
That is without a doubt the strangest thing I've read all day. I would consider changing your path for awhile. ;)
July 31, 2009 at 5:25 PM
revolutionaire. said…
I laughed about it later, with some friends. We joked that I should have held my phone up and said, "What? I can't hear you. Call me."

You're right. I should be more careful. =)
August 4, 2009 at 10:25 AM
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