What in the actual fuck is up with Reno drivers?
Had some clueless dipshit in front of me while turning onto Kietzke from Mill. Everything is cool until the woman starts drastically slowing down to turn right onto Roberts St which, in and of itself, isn’t bad. It’s the sudden jerk back on to Kietzke which is the problem. I slammed on the breaks and instinctively leaned on the horn. The lady flips me off. Whatever.
I’m stuck behind her as she shows all the signs of not knowing what the hell she’s doing. She swerves a bit right. Then left. Drifts over to the center lane as we pass the Wendy’s, then back again to turn down Taylor. Great, my street! Just as she completes the turn she slams on the breaks. My tires squeal as I react accordingly. I lay on the horn again. Wtf is this clown doing? Again she drives off I give her even more room. I only have 2 blocks and I’ll be done with this moron.
No such luck. She turns left, into my neighborhood. I’m right behind her. She must think I’m following her. She once again slams on the breaks. I yell “what the fuck are you doing?” She throws open the door. I drive around her and head down to my house. Lucky me, she pulls over right in front of my house. She starts yelling at me. I tell her to learn to drive. She says “I know you’re not talking to me, faggot!” Naturally, I tell her to go fuck herself and I go inside.
Good ol’ Fargo is barking up a storm. I let him out back, grab the trash out of the garage and head out front. This psycho is still out front. Only difference is, she’s here to pick up one of the sketchy tenants in the house next to me. Wonderful!
A longhaired blonde lady with a baby, who I’ve never seen in the hood before, is leaning into the woman’s car. No idea what’s going on, but eventually the blonde goes back inside and the lunatic driver leaves. Great. Drama over.
Because I feel the need to clear the air, I knock in my neighbor’s door with the intent to apologize for possibly being a dick to this lady’s friend As with every time I’ve ever had to deal with that neighbor, I immediately regret it.
I knock on the door. Low and behold it’s not the blonde lady that answers, the crazy ass, chain smoking, transitioning, alcoholic mail carrier. I’ve written about this jagoff before. He/she used to live 2 doors down, next to my Filipino neighbors. He/she was known to harass them and be a basic bigot. He eventually got evicted and and moved in next to me. A real piece of shit. Classy. He now seems to be collecting white trash to share his 700 sq ft home. No idea how low your situation has to get before you make that poor life decision.
Anyway, I say hello. “Just wanted to come over and apologize to the lady I just saw come in here” He says “that’s not my problem!” I’m confused by that response “yeah, I know it has nothing to do with you. There is a lady with a baby here, right? I wanted to apologize to her for being rude to her friend.” Once again “yeah, she’s here, that has nothing to do with me.”
This guy is a real piece of work. I turned around and left. He slams his door. I may have said out loud “what a bunch of fucking weirdos”
Starting to think I need to move out of this part of town.