| Anger Management PART 2 |
| > >> > So, one day I was at the store, getting ready to pull > >> > into a parking spot. Some boy in a black BMW cut me off, > >> > and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I > >> > hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for the > >> > spot. The idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign > >> > in his car window, so I wrote down his number. > >> > A couple of days later, right after calling the first > >> > asshole (I had his number on speed dial), I thought I had > >> > better call the BMW asshole, too. I dialed and someone > >> > said, "Hello?" I said, "Is this the man with the black > >> > BMW for sale?" "Yes it is." "Can you tell me where I can > >> > see it?" > >> > > >> > "Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow > >> > house and the car's parked right out front." > >> > > >> > "What's your name?" I asked. > >> > > >> > "My name is Don Hansen," he said. > >> > > >> > "When's a good time to catch you, Don?" > >> > > >> > "I'm home every evening after five." > >> > > >> > "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?" > >> > > >> > "Yes?" > >> > > >> > "Don, you're an asshole!" > >> > > >> > Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, > >> > too. Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to > >> > call. But after several months of calling them, it wasn't > >> > as enjoyable as it used to be. |
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