I had a face to face presentation with an important client who was in another city about 4 hours away. It was expected to take most of the day, so the meeting would start first thing in the morning. I packed some clothes in my car along with everything else I needed and headed there the afternoon before, planning to stay in a nearby motel so I was fresh and rested.
The first 3 hours of the drive were pretty uneventful. It was interstate highway pretty much the entire way, and traffic moved along at about 10 over the limit. About an hour from my destination, which was on the far side of the city, traffic started to get heavier. The highway was 3 lanes now since we were getting closer to the city, and while cars were still moving at or above the speed limit, they seemed to be in groups or clusters with very few openings . I had pretty much settled in the center lane; I could pass slower vehicles but stay out of the way of the crazies who were hell bent to get where they were going.
I was at the back of this particular group when I looked in the rearview and saw a silver sports car coming up on me fast. There was nowhere for me or him or her to go, so I just waited to see what they would do. The driver came right up on my back bumper and I could see it was a 'she' that was driving. Mirror sunglasses, long blonde hair, blouse/shirt with a few buttons open. Couldn't check out too much more without risking an accident. She was so close I couldn't even see the headlamps of her car. I muttered to myself, "Geez lady, where do you want me go?"
About that time, traffic in the right lane started to move up a little and she thought there was an opening. Quick as a flash, she pulled into that lane, no signals of course, and began to come alongside me. Then traffic slowed and she fell back. Zip, she was behind me again. Now the left lane sped up a little and she tried that one. Same thing, started to pass me, but traffic slowed and she was back in my lane again. I could see an annoyed look on her face like this was somehow all my fault. I try not to let things like this get to me, so I just laughed to myself about her frustrations.
These back and forth lane changes went on for a couple miles. I just held a steady speed in my center lane while it appeared her anger was building. Finally traffic opened up and the right lane cleared first. She went flying by me, but not before putting her arm and hand out the window with the middle finger extended. Well excuse me, what did I do to you? I could see her weaving in and out of cars ahead. I did catch her license plate, it was SNAZZZI. Got a chuckle out of that.
I drove on really hoping to see her on the side on the road with some flashing lights behind her; where was a state trooper when you really wanted one? I made it to my motel without further incident and got checked in. About an hour later, I was just walking out the entrance door to my car to get dinner and saw a silver sports car pull into the lot. A quick glance at the plate, it read SNAZZZI. I just stood there dumfounded for a minute while the blonde got out of the car carrying her purse and what looked like a wine bottle. Normally I would have let the events of earlier go, but remembering her gesture, I decided to give her a little piece of my mind. I walked toward her and when I was close enough, said "Excuse me! First of all, what the hell was your big fucking hurry a couple hours ago? And in regards to your offer, not even with someone else's dick.."
The look on her face was priceless. She just stammered "Wha.. what are you talking about?"
