Call me kooky

Because my car is in the shop for the brakes I’ve been borrowing my mom’s.  It’s red.  Bright fucking, fire truck, hazard sign, red.  I’ve lost count of how many fuckers almost hit me while driving it.  When I back out of a parking spot I go slowly, because there’s always an asshat speeding around the corner.  You would think with red brake lights, white safety lights, AND A BRIGHT RED CAR people would notice but nooooooo.

Along the same path, yesterday I didn’t have the open sign on at all.  All day.  And still people just walked right into the store.  I can’t blame them too much though, the sign is hard to see and in a location you wouldn’t expect.

Call me kooky,
Phosphers