karma, dude. karma.
i'm not a vengeful driver; i'm pretty chill when it gets down to it. it irks me when drivers don't signal when changing lanes, but for the most part, i don't get worked up, yelling, boiled over at things like traffic and crappy drivers when i motor around. so yesterday when i was in the left-turn lane, about one car length away from entering the intersection, and some jerky flies from 3 lanes over to cut me off, i felt that it warranted a little tootle of the horn with the slamming of the brakes. The jerky threw his hands up in the air like "oh well" and proceeded to zip through the intersection on the light that was turning yellow back when i was about to go through it. All i could do as I pulled up to the light was shake my head and say "karma...". And as if my little muttering was answered, next thing i see is a cop car zooming from 3 lanes over, through the intersection, with lights spinning and a quick yelp of the siren, to nail that jerky. I couldn't help but make a very audible "HA HA!" as i drove past jerky and his new officer friend.