Okay. I come from a town of about 55,000. We are not what you would call "overly ethnic". We have our share of minorities, but by and large, we are as white as rice!
One thing I have noticed over the years is this:
Black people seem to think they can do whatever they want with their cars!
Today I was getting my daughter from school. I parked down the street a 'fer piece', as there were no spots available near the school. As I went to the entrance, I heard horns honking. I looked out in the street, and there sits a 1990 Caddy (of course), at the stop sign across from the school. Not parked to the side, not driving by, but just sitting at the intersection! The guy inside doesn't have a care in the world! Doesn't give two shits about the traffic lined up behind him, as he waits for his kid to get out of school! In time, people started going around him, and yelling, honking more, flipping him off, etc.
By now, my daughter had come over by me, and we started walking back towards my car. At the same time, this guys tax write-off hops in the pimpmobile. The guys makes a right hand turn onto the cross street, and a lady in a van on the opposite side of the street honks and waves to him. He obviously knows her. How do i know this? He proceeded to shift his car into park and shoot the shit with her! Not pull over! No, no, no...... Park right in the middle of the fuking street! Cars backing up, again. Honking and swearing, again! WTF gives?
Is this what goes on out in the "real world', far away from my ivory white community?:shrug: Can any of you relate to this? Who in the world would think this is "okay" behavior? Well, I kept looking back over my shoulder for him to move. People passed him for about 60 seconds I would guess, before he finally waved goodbye to the other gal, and pressed on with his day. I grabbed my daughter's hand and said, "Let's cross the street here." Of course, I had it timed so he would have to wait for us!
This Fluthermucker had the nerver to lay on his horn!!!!!!!!! I looked up at him and yelled, "You gotta be fukin' kidding me!!!" (Great parental discipline on my part, huh?
) Once I got "out of his way", he stepped on the gas, and squeeled that big ol V8's tires!
I gave my best Tommie Smith and John Carlos "Black Power" fist, to let him know I was "down with the struggle, my brutha!"
Life is good.
One thing I have noticed over the years is this:
Black people seem to think they can do whatever they want with their cars!
Today I was getting my daughter from school. I parked down the street a 'fer piece', as there were no spots available near the school. As I went to the entrance, I heard horns honking. I looked out in the street, and there sits a 1990 Caddy (of course), at the stop sign across from the school. Not parked to the side, not driving by, but just sitting at the intersection! The guy inside doesn't have a care in the world! Doesn't give two shits about the traffic lined up behind him, as he waits for his kid to get out of school! In time, people started going around him, and yelling, honking more, flipping him off, etc.
By now, my daughter had come over by me, and we started walking back towards my car. At the same time, this guys tax write-off hops in the pimpmobile. The guys makes a right hand turn onto the cross street, and a lady in a van on the opposite side of the street honks and waves to him. He obviously knows her. How do i know this? He proceeded to shift his car into park and shoot the shit with her! Not pull over! No, no, no...... Park right in the middle of the fuking street! Cars backing up, again. Honking and swearing, again! WTF gives?
Is this what goes on out in the "real world', far away from my ivory white community?:shrug: Can any of you relate to this? Who in the world would think this is "okay" behavior? Well, I kept looking back over my shoulder for him to move. People passed him for about 60 seconds I would guess, before he finally waved goodbye to the other gal, and pressed on with his day. I grabbed my daughter's hand and said, "Let's cross the street here." Of course, I had it timed so he would have to wait for us!
This Fluthermucker had the nerver to lay on his horn!!!!!!!!! I looked up at him and yelled, "You gotta be fukin' kidding me!!!" (Great parental discipline on my part, huh?
) Once I got "out of his way", he stepped on the gas, and squeeled that big ol V8's tires!I gave my best Tommie Smith and John Carlos "Black Power" fist, to let him know I was "down with the struggle, my brutha!"
Life is good.
