Last night we were leaving a concert (Shinedown....AWESOME). We were in a parking garage and traffic was going nowhere. There was an a-hole in a truck that wanted to back out of his space, but we were blocking him and couldn't move at all. He started being Mr. Macho and would hit the gas and chirp the tires and back up an inch or two and he was about a foot from David's passenger door. I whipped out my phone and first took a pic of his license plate, then put it on video and pointed it down the the area between his bumper and our door. I yelled at him "I hope you have good insurance because you are on video".
I could see him shaking his head in his side mirror. I think I crushed his big ole male ego. Why do people have to be such jerks?
