So there's Joe Terdkicker proud owner of a tripped out F-450, lights, bumpers, sissy rails, pin stripping, power package, stablization package,leather, jack struts, the whole bit - obviously someone is advertising his tiny penis here - all pissed off because his sup. at the ditch digging sight where he works dressed him down because he decided to have a but while pipe was being laid where he was responsible for guiding it into the ditch. Yet, there he was with all this power, adrenalin, no testosterone, no mind, and pissed. I change lanes in front of him unaware he was a shit bag ready to go off. He did. He jerked his truck into an adjacent lane cutting some little lady off, accelerated and wedged his big ass truck in front of me.
What to do, what to do? I could run in to him which is what I think he was hoping for or I could jump into that place he left, get in front of him and back int to my lane leaving him with the decision on whether to ruin his truck and get even with me or not. No penis, no glory. He backed off.
Its all about creativity and insight.