There is KARMA in the world

Going to work this morning (4am) -- on the 10 Freeway at about the 215 interchange -- Now I don't know if I was asleep at the wheel or whatnot , but I missed all the warning signs and I came around a bend in the Freeway and there is an arrowboard flashing and cones in the road taking away the fast lanes. Well, Traffic is flowing at its normal early morning rate (fast to very fast) and it is slowing down due to lane closure, there is a asshat in a S10 next to me not letting me move over. The usual speeding up, slowing down when I do, I even have my blinker on (for once) signalling my intentions. Still won't let me in. Remember this is happening at 70+ mph so I running out of lane really fast by this time, so I give him the fake brake, tapping the brakes making the nose drop like I'm braking while I'm standing on the gas, He takes the bait, hits his brakes, and I accelerate out in front of him and get into the 2nd lane. Evidently I butt hurt him with my maneuver, and he is driving on my ass, he is so close to me I can't even see his headlights in my rear view mirror. Ahh, He'll get over it, hell it was just a lane change. But he keeps right on my ass -- Ok, no biggie, but my attention is on the traffic ahead of me and it is starting to back up so I tap my brakes to check up and not hit the car in front of me, and BUMP he taps me. CHIT, how I have to deal with this dickhead face to face. So I pull into the coned off lane and this jackass pulls in front of me parking like he is blocking me in, HMMMM. Then he jumps out of his truck with a BASEBALL BAT, and then he motions for me to step out of my car to come have a talk with him. Now maybe 30-35 years I would accepted his invite and then proceeded to use his bat as a butt plug, which he was needing at this point. But as I've advanced in years, my way of thinking has changed a little. He has his bat, but I still have my To#¤ta, so he can screw himself before I'm getting out of my car, in fact, I'm waiting for my to swing the bat at me or my car, so I can use that as an excuse to drive over his sorry ass.

But about this time, I'm guessing that 2 other cars have tapped each other in the back up and they drive up behind me in the cone area. This guy must of thought they were either cops or friends of mine, or maybe even some form of sanity hits him and his eyes get REAL BIG and he turns and jumps into his truck, throws it into gear, spins the tires of the truck and is headed for the cones .. .. .. and immediate drives into the side of some poor souls pickup as he was driving by.

I know, I know, I should of stopped where they were parked at maybe 100 yards up the road, but the 2nd guy looked to be about a 300 pound Samoan gentlemen, and he had already laid the asshat out cold on the side of the road. so I figured there was nothing left for me to do, my work here is done. SO, I head off merrily to work with a new little donk in the paint of my bumper.