You're the middle-aged jackass on a motorcycle in full leather regalia that was too impatient to drive like a normal person on the narrow streets of UC Irvine, so you decided to pass slower moving cars on the right. When you got to me, you attempted the same. Unfortunately, you didn't notice (or didn't care) that I was getting ready to turn right into a parking lot, which meant I had to slow down and make a wide turn into a small entrance. First, you tried to pass on the left, but my car was there. Then you tried to pass on the right, but my car was now there, too. That, the tiny beep of your horn, and your one-fingered salute shows your true character. I expect to hear about your next accident on the 6 o'clock news!
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