Belated and random

To the cashier guy at the gas station who hit on me at 1am when we were the only folks in the store--you were actually way smoother than most guys who hit on random women.
Guy: "Hey, how are you?"
Me:  "Good, you?"
Guy, with a big smile:  "MUCH better now."
Me: (slightly flattered...?)
Guy:  "You look familiar...where are you from?"

Also he made my card work by putting it in a plastic baggie and then gave me a lesson on how it helped it go through the contacts in the machine better or something.  I feigned interest and left with an ego boost.  That was fun.

Besides that I have some letters to people:

Dear two old (like twenty-year-old) cars being towed which were obviously souped-up for racing:  You guys have aged well.  Love those decals.

To the driver of the gorgeous black Corvette in the slow lane:
I know...when you own a sports car you can't really speed or you'll get ticketed like five million times faster than anyone else.  But as far as I'm concerned that's totally worth it to own a car like that.

To the early 90's Civic hideously and extensively tainted with aftermarket garbage and strange paint:
This is metro Atlanta, a-hole.  Going 70 in the left lane isn't okay, even if you lowered your Civic.  Next time I will crush you.

To the cops going like 110 or 120 down the highway:
Thanks for putting on those lights so I could get out of the way before you KILLED ME.  You know how highway curves are gentle?  I could see your Crown Vics just leeeannning, you were going so fast through that curve.  ...That's actually kind of awesome though.

To people who slow down when they pass Buicks:
Okay so if you confuse a Town Car for a Crown Vic that's one thing.  But if you're passing a Buick Park Avenue, I expect you to know that it's not going to be a cop car.  Idiots.

To people who pass semis on the right before the semi gets over after passing another semi:
Are you aware that the reason semis who have completed their pass linger so long in the left lane is because they are terrified of maniacs like you who go racing up on the right side (where they by the way can't see you)?  You are bringing down all of mankind with your stupid driving.

To vultures on the side of the road:
BACK THE CRAP UP you are so scary to me with your windshield-threatening reckless unwillingness to commit to a point A to point B flight path.  Stop the wheeling because I would like to keep my face.

Tomorrow I head down to Columbia (I-77?  I'm a fan).  Zyvelles is way freaking overdue on an oil change though.  Ugh.  Need to make it happen.