Prudish Brunette Thinks She’s All Hard in Her MINI
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This plump-faced brunette in her early 20’s has the whole L.A. bitch attitude down, though she definitely didn’t have the look. Talk about a wannabe, who was pumping out some bastardization of dance-pop and hip-hop out of the speakers of her brand new MINI Cooper. I was stopped at a light at Pass and Oak, and Lil Miss Prissy Gangsta from Whittier saddles up right next to me, announcing to the world that she was gearing up for a “mini” drag race (couldn’t resist the pun) and will attempt to leapfrog over my car as soon as the light turns green. She had her windows down, and as I turned my head and stared at her with this “are you kidding me?” look on my face, she just stared resolutely ahead with the best version of a ghetto pout this little white bread from suburbia could muster. My inner New Yorker was tempted to roll down my window and tell her that she was a stupid idiot, but then again, what do I have this blog for? Without getting into details, her little MINI couldn’t stand a chance against the horsepower and acceleration of my vehicle. But I’m better than that and I chose not to bite. Besides, I had a much better time laughing at her peeling out right when the light turned green, racing a non-existent car to her left, and cutting in front (no signal, of course). Fierce little gerbil, isn’t she? Might I suggest that she first free herself from daddy’s credit card–it’ll help her street cred.
Filed under: aggressive, car lights, clueless
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Sigh. I hate people like that girl. I grew up in a city and county full of such wastes of oxygen — Irvine, in Orange County. I bet that little plump girly is very speeeeeshul. It’s really funny when other drivers just have to beat everyone else at the green.
While I didn’t encounter someone as purdy as that lovely girly you saw, I drove up to a manual stop in the lefthand lane, as did some guy to my right, and I would technically have been there first, but he drove up quickly, did a California roll, and started up again, just so he could get in front of me — after this intersection, the right lane merges in, so he had to get in front of me, driving over the posted 40 mph, of course.
And he turned right up the same street I was going, only to be stuck behind someone driving the posted speed limit of 35 mph. Always pays to drive fast, and cheat at a stop sign, just to drive slow a mere 15 seconds later.