Road Rage and what you should do when confronted by reality
By Royal Hopper
This is the story . . . . .
You drive down a busy Las Vegas road .,..traffic is thick the tourists are already drunk and you are already in a pissy mood _ perhaps fired up by the Heavy Metal you were blasting from your stereo or the ten idiots trying to cross the four lanes of traffic in the middle of Sin City rush hour on foot.
You see a sports car with California plates suddenly pull an illegal U-turn into your lane finally putting his blinker on when he has already planted his plastic toy car squarely in your path causing you to swerve into another lane to avoid a collision.
Cursing and screaming at the other car through the tinted window of your 2003 Dodge Dakota. It is a classic case of justifiable road rage.and for a moment it looks like something that will make the news in the bad road rage erupts in Sin City more on Action News at Five kind of way. Wonder what happened ? Stayed tuned Bat Fans . . . . The answer will be at the end at the missive.
Everything in this city is designed to push people right to the edge so they gamble, drink and party more than they should _ and drive like idiots trying to get to the places they can do those things.
Sometimes the drive the rush to get there _ to do these things makes people lose their minds but before we get into the Las Vegas version of road rage that occurred above lets review the things you should not do when you come to the city of Sin.
Things not to do in the City of Sin
There are some things you simply should not do when you come to the City of Sin. You should give $100 for beer to the woman you met on social media especially if her rather large dangerous looking boy friend insists he doesn’t mind if you “are with his girl”. You have been rolled dude ..
You should also not come to the City of Sin with no money in your pocket, no job and no way to get home except pan handling and stealing people’s slot tickets. Man this is Sin City you got to have the green when you come here.
Lastly don’t bring your kids. Leave your freaking kids at home. Its Las Vegas babe _ you know _ the City of Sin. If you gotta bring the kids find a baby sitter and no the kid is not allowed to slug back a shot of JD or play a roll of nickels while waiting for the topless review to start.
Now back to the Road Rage in the Sin City story. Yes the driver car that was cut off by this almost road kill sports car was yours truly and this is what happened.
I honked my horn I flipped him off and he flipped me off and that was all I cursed a little more turned Ozzie up as much as my ancient car stereo would allow and drove to work. The dude was an ahole and probably a bit intoxicated but apparently not psycho to start a road rage scenario over something that was likely his fault. Even in the City of Sin you have to be psycho to start a scrap over a lane change _ just flip each other off and go on with your life.
That’s life in the city of Sin Bro
Take Care Sinners
Love You all