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Road Nazi
This morning I was convinced that the day was going to be absolutely dreadful. It's tax season again, and for me that usually means I feel the shadow of imminent doom lurking around every corner. For some reason I have this strange aversion to taxes. Imagine the feeling a starving would get if he found a pubic hair in his cream of mushroom soup, that's the feeling I get when I get my T4 slip. I know that at some point I'm going to have to finish that bowl of soup, but it doesn't make me feel any less disgusted.
When I got off the bus I was already dreading having to go home tonight and search for all the little receipts and scraps of paper I knew I would need. I took two steps towards the crosswalk and that's when the shouting started. I was startled and looked up to see where all the noise was coming from. There was a man in the crosswalk (who I will call Mr.Crosswalk) shouting at a man in a car (M.Car, from here on), the situation was rapidly getting more and more explosive, with Mr. Crosswalk becoming more verbally abusive by the second. I heard him shout, "Yeah?? You fucking try it you fucking Nazi!" which he immediately followed up by pounding on the hood of the car and then spitting into the open window. I couldn't hear the reply from inside the little VW Golf, but I could guess the tone when the car lurched forward in an attempt to run over Mr. Crosswalk. Mr. Car then stopped and shouted something out his window.
Mr. Crosswalk was beyond spitting mad, he looked as if her was about to drag Mr. Car out into the street and beat him senseless. Suddenly Mr. Crosswalk screamed, "Fuck you! Fuck you, you fucking black **n-word**!" If I hadn't been stunned already that would have done it. I was now doubly stunned. Mr. Crosswalk had just ten seconds before called Mr. Car a nazi, and now he was throwing one of the worst racial slurs I know of at Mr. Car. Mr. Crosswalk turned and walked away, thankfully, and Mr. Car made a right turn and sped off.
All day I've had the image of Mr. Crosswalk's near toothless mouth spewing those hateful words. It was an incredibly surreal moment, this just isn't the sort of thing I expect to see at 7:45 in the morning. At that moment I assumed that my day was headed straight downhill.
But so far it has actually been pretty good. I'm excited about getting home and learning more PHP, my fiancee just got a new car last night, an '87 Corolla in absolutely mint condition, and work seems to be ticking along pretty well today. Maybe the bomb has yet to drop, but so far so good!
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