Why?
Dallas and I drove up to Milwaukee on Mother’s Day with my sister and her husband to visit, well, our mom. Our very first entrance onto the freeway and we’re held up because of this yahoo. The funniest part however, was that after picking up the coins, he didn’t throw them in the basket. No, he got back in the truck, then attempted a second throw. WHY??? I have a song for people like this, just a made-up tune. “People, stupid people.” I have yet to complete the song. Honestly, I like it better that way. Then it’s completely adaptable for any situation and the opportunities to improv the ending are so much more fun. I find that using the car horn to accentuate pent-up frustration is fun too.