Let me rewind my evening drive home. After a long and hot day with no a/c at work I drove miserably home. Traffic was what traffic is during construction season at workdays end in Buffalo. Going down Transit I sat behind some commuter who was holding up two lanes of traffic all by herself for what seemed like an eternity. Horns and yelling did not seem to get her attention… and there were a lot of us behind her. When I finally got a chance to pass her, she cut me off!
I took matters into my own hands and shot past her on the shoulder, window rolled down, one finger salute in full extension, and a litany of curses already falling forth…. Until I made eye contact with the driver. An elderly nun. I’m sure that when my day comes. In front of Saint Peter and those Holy Gates, this moment will sink me! Literally.
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