So there I was...

Yesterday, driving down the freeway on my way home from a dentist appointment. I had the cruise control on set to the speed limit of 70, had my radio set to my favorite station. No one was near me, it was almost like I had the road to myself, when what do my eyes see in my rear view mirror, some jerk in a red SUV coming up behind me and sitting on my tail, trying to get me to go faster.

Now mind you, there was hardly anyone driving on this section of the freeway because we were far enough south of Des Moines that the traffic had thinned out. And I gotta tell you, there is hardly anything south of Des Moines until you come to Osceola and the casino and then nothing after that until you get to the Missouri line.

Like I said before, there was no one near me, not in front of me, not next to me, not behind me, that is until this person came riding up on my tail, and he sat there, only a few feet away, or so it seemed for a good five minutes. Why he thought I was going to speed up, I didn't know, but I had no reason to. I was in no hurry. I was having a nice time, driving and listening to my favorite station on the radio. I even had a cup of mocha cappuccino that I had bought for myself when I stopped to get some gas.

There's a short story there too, the guy inside said that he thought I was going to leave without paying. Probably because I reached inside the van to get my purse and he thought I was getting in to leave. I would never do that, it's not worth losing my license over, but I'm sure some people have.

So anyway there I was with this guy behind me disturbing the good time I was having. So what did I do, I started talking to him in my rear view mirror, not yelling just talking, telling him that I wasn't going to go any faster and if he didn't like it, tough sh*t and to go around me, but I guess he wasn't buying it because there he sat, riding my tail trying to get me to speed up.

He did finally pass me, I don't know, maybe the bright idea to do so just came to him at that moment, but he did pass me and I was able to get back to my driving, tunes, and cappuccino.

Some people are just crazy drivers in a hurry to go nowhere. They're the kind I'd like to, as my mother would say, "Hit upside the head with a 2x4 and knock some sense into them." Again, I would never do it... but sometimes I'm tempted.