A long time ago, I was engaged in one of those esoteric, philosophical debates typical of young males. What would you do if you won the lottery? What would your 3 wishes from a genie be? Who would win in a fight, Superman or Iron Man? And this would usually lead to the question at hand: If you could have any super power, what would it be?
The answer to that question has changed over the years. From age 6 to 12 it was the ability to fly, no question. From 13 to 17, invisibility (perv). But at the age of 18 I had settled on the one and only super power I would want, given the opportunity. If I could do ANYTHING, I would want the ability to inflict flat tires on other people through sheer will.
Yup. Every time some asshole tries to sneak a left turn in front of somebody else’s green light, every jackass that runs to the end of a merging lane instead of getting in line with everybody else, the previously described antics of certain nit wits in passing lanes, BOOM! Instant retribution. With the snap of my fingers, I ruin their day without actually physically harming anybody.
I am a dreamer and I dream of a world where people rigidly obey the rules of the road and display every courtesy possible to fellow drivers for fear of having to pull out that jack and spare tire….
I think I need to take a break from these weekend drives.