Dear Mr. LA raindriver asshat,
I was on my way to work EARLY for once the other day in the rain when you absolutely had to cut me off. You realize that my truck could have ripped through your piece of shit little plastic beat up Honda if I just hit the gas when you attempted to cut me off right?
However, I decided to forgo being late for work with that drama, and let you go ahead anyway.
For those of you that don’t know, there are 2 lights when going onto the 405S from Venice Boulevard. They are also the worst and slowest left turn lights that I have encountered thusfar in all of Los Angeles.
Thanks to said douchebag, I was 10 minutes late for work when I was supposed to have been early. He was the last car to be able to get through the first light and the weasel somehow managed to catch enough luck to breeze through the second one.
I, however, was fortunate enough not only to catch both reds, but I didn’t get through the turn on the first green on the second light, so got to wait some more!
So congrats LA raindriver asshat guy. You are officially awarded the douchebag of the week award.
But as a sidenote, this award could have essentially been anyone. I don’t know a single person in LA that doesn’t drive like a douchebag… well, except for my roommate. That said, if you’re ever looking to get into the blog, there’s plenty of opportunities to take the title.
And now it’s time for beers with a hot boy, who’s not a douchebag… even if he runs a certain red light everyday. He can get away with it.