Notes from the road
Sep. 21st, 2007 09:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdListen up, asshole:
When I put my turn signal on so I can get into the exit-only lane, that is NOT your cue to whip out from behind me, into the exit only lane, so you can pass me on the right and whip right back into traffic.
Next time, I run you off the road with my minivan
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Dear Marine with the bumpersticker informing me of the fact:
What? You couldn't wait for the light behind 2 other cars so you had to cut me off?
I NEEDED that 12 feet of stopping space.
You're damn lucky I was doing 10 instead of 20, and that i didn't feel like doing accident paperwork.
Next time you pull that stunt, jarhead, they're packing you home in a jar.
No love,
That Schneider truck that didn't feel like having an accident at 9 AM.
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Dear Dealers,
I only deliver what they load. I deliver EVERYTHING they load.
I'm sorry your stuff's not there. I'm sorry I don't have a pallet jack. But darling, I ain't throwing my back out moving a bunch of 220 pound transmissions without mechanical aid.
Your driver who likes you a lot.
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Dear everyone,
I work for a living. I get filthy. Please don't sneer at me. My money is good, and my hair should be clean enough to tell you this is just a job hazard, not a permanent state.
The nice lady who brings the parts to repair your penis-substitute vehicles.
When I put my turn signal on so I can get into the exit-only lane, that is NOT your cue to whip out from behind me, into the exit only lane, so you can pass me on the right and whip right back into traffic.
Next time, I run you off the road with my minivan
~~~
Dear Marine with the bumpersticker informing me of the fact:
What? You couldn't wait for the light behind 2 other cars so you had to cut me off?
I NEEDED that 12 feet of stopping space.
You're damn lucky I was doing 10 instead of 20, and that i didn't feel like doing accident paperwork.
Next time you pull that stunt, jarhead, they're packing you home in a jar.
No love,
That Schneider truck that didn't feel like having an accident at 9 AM.
~~~~
Dear Dealers,
I only deliver what they load. I deliver EVERYTHING they load.
I'm sorry your stuff's not there. I'm sorry I don't have a pallet jack. But darling, I ain't throwing my back out moving a bunch of 220 pound transmissions without mechanical aid.
Your driver who likes you a lot.
~~~
Dear everyone,
I work for a living. I get filthy. Please don't sneer at me. My money is good, and my hair should be clean enough to tell you this is just a job hazard, not a permanent state.
The nice lady who brings the parts to repair your penis-substitute vehicles.
