This past Saturday, I took the kiddo to a birthday party. On the way there, there was a guy in a big van who was driving like a complete idiot; he was driving alongside me, and kept drifting into my lane. He very nearly ran me off the road. I honked at the guy, sped up to get away from him, and gave him a dirty look as I went by. He just gave me a smirk.
Lo and behold, when I arrived at the party place, bad driver fellow was there. Not only was he there, he was the brother of the birthday boy’s dad.
Suffice to say, when the mom introduced us to one another and asked if we had met, we just smiled and shook hands. Awkward, awkward…