Multi-Tasking…Not!

This is an open letter to the jackass “driving” the shit-brown Suzuki Vitara ahead of me in traffic this morning:

Dear Moron –

I am violating about 20 internet usage rules at my office by writing this right now, but you pissed me off to the extent that I am willing to risk getting fired just to tell you off.

You may think you’re cool and sporty in your little Barbie mini jeep-like Hot Wheels SUV. You may think that all the people into whose laps you nearly inserted yourself while weaving back and forth in your lane, were perhaps honking at you out of admiration for your coolness and dexterity.

If I’m not greatly mistaken, you were TEXTING while attempting to drive at 40+ mph on U.S. One. Sir, I am here to tell you that multi-tasking – that is texting while driving, or in your case, doing anything other than driving while driving, is not one of your talents.

If you must text your buddies or the girl you shacked up with last night, GET THE FUCK OFF THE ROAD! Pardon my use of the vernacular.

Thank you.

This has been a Public Service Announcement on behalf of the rest of us.