Have You No Ears?

Latino in an old Chevy miniBlazer pulls up next to me at a light. Has his radio turned up. Trying to look tough listening to bad rap.

I turned my radio up to full. Opened the window. He got to listen to the traffic report.

MuMu BeepBeep

There's a four way travel, three way stop intersection in the parking lot of Albertson's. Incoming traffic doesn't have to stop - probably helps avoid them piling up cars into the traffic lanes of Boulder Highway.

Anyway, I was driving straight and had just stopped at the stop sign. Started going and halfway through the intersection a lady for whom the Ford Escort she was driving appeared to be little more than a mumu tried to blow through the intersection without stopping.

Whatever, I keep going. She slams to a halt.

So then I'm in the right lane of the left turn lanes on Boulder when this mountain of a woman pulls up next to me with her window rolled down and screams at me for cutting her off. *sigh* Stop sign means stop, people.