The Drive By

As I was pulling out of the work parking lot today, a guy almost ran into my car with his bike. He didn't seem happy to be riding his bike through the snow and didn't have much control over it, either. Although he almost ran into me because he didn't stop before proceeding through the driveway, he became extremely upset. He looked at me with fire in his eyes and called me a "White Bitch". I was shocked!

Not only was I insulted, but I was not going to let him get away with it. How could I possibly let this slide? No way! I was going to give him a piece of my mind.

I caught up to him down the street as he was passing me on my passenger side. I quickly rolled down the window and yelled, "HEY!! I'm not white!!". I meant to say, "HEY! I'm not a bitch!", but somehow that didn't come out. Startled, he looked at me with confusion. I'm not sure if he was trying to get away from me or if he was trying to figure out how I wasn't white.

Either way, I laughed all the way home.