First off I would like to point out that I have had five Kirkland ( costco brand) cand of beer and one Miller High life, so my story may not interest you that much. If by some act of God it does still interest you, then you have my deepest thanks.
So I was driving South on the County line road last night. Minding my own business, talking with my fiance about nothing that I can remember when a large truck sped up behind me with his bright on. From what I can gather, he was upset that I was going one or two miles under the speed limit so he decided to tailgate me with his brights on.
So as my eyes began to fry in the back of my head I decided right then and there that I was not going to put up with this outrage and I began to slow down. 40 MPH to 30, to 20, to 10mph all the while this A-hole( pardon my foul language, but he annoyed me ever so) continued to tail gate me. He could have went around my vehicle at any time, but refused to do so.
[Excuse me, I am going to get another Beer so I can continue this story that has bothered me for a while now]
I got two beers actually, tomorrow morning my Step Daughter has a court hearing for some sort of traffic violation so I will be sleeping on the couch tonight so I can wake up in time for it. On vacation so I can do whatever I want.
Anyways, I slowed down to a crawl, I mean really slow, probably pissed this M'Fer off to no end, I was getting a little annoyed as well that he would not just pass me up. As I got closer and closer to the next traffic light I became more and more anxious as well. My Fiance thought I was having a seizure because I would not answer her when She asked what I was doing and if I was crazy we were going to get shot. Luckily when we came to the stop light the Lunatic truck driver turned into the turn lane to go left and I stayed straight. He was about four cars back and still had his brights on. Maybe to annoy me or maybe because he was a complete Moron, I do not know the answer and I believe deep down in my soul that the only person who could ever understand this is God almighty, the one up in Heaven that people on Earth have forgotten about.
So I sat there waiting for something to happen. Did not want to lock my car door because I did not want my fiance to think I was a pussy in case this redneck came and opened my door and beat me to a pulp. But I was also nervous as all Hell waiting for him to come up. Happily the light turned green and we were free to go our separate ways!
That is when I discovered why he did not run up and murder me when he had the chance. You see there was a police officer of the law parked right behind me. Lights flashed, Fiance ehhs "Oh My God'd" and I struggled to decide if I should pull into a gas station or to the side of the road. I pulled to the side of the road and with in a few second the officer was at my door asking me questions.
"Can I ask why you were going so slow sir?". Why yes you may ask that question, you are a officer of the law. If you wanted to you could repo my car, or turn you camera off and beat me to death or whatever you want to do , you are a police officer. I did not say this, and actually only thought about it just now, but it is all potentially possible I think.
I told him the story of the truck driver, gave him various pieces of paper that I had gathered over the years to collect in my vehicles glove compartment, and after he was satisfied with all my lies and paperwork he sent me on my way. Yes lies. I told him the guy was honking at me as well as getting on my tail and flashing his lights at me. When in actuality he only had his brights on and was tailgating me. The Cop wished me a good night and sent me on my way.
The question I have for you Vgcharterz is would you have done something different had you been in my situation? Has anything like this ever happened to you?