An (un)Usual Trip to the Post Office

Everyday I drive to the post office to get the mail for work. Nothing new ever happens to me. In fact, it's the most average thing in my life. (Except the morning I lost the box key due to an attractive Time Warner Cable boy, but we won't talk about that.)

This morning, I was on my way back to work from the post office, minding my own business, and happily getting my morning jam session in. I decided to take a side street to avoid traffic and enjoy my little break more than I should have. Some silver car KIA asshole backed out right in front of me and whipped into the street!

I cussed out loud as you can imagine, slammed on my breaks, and threw my hands up in the air. The car was in a hurry and as it peeled on by I glared. (my road rage has become quite the bad habit lately, but hey, those assholes deserve it!) I absolutely was not expecting what happened next.