Monday.

story time:

after work, i decide to drive out to the hardware store to pick up some duct tape, electrical tape, safety glasses, two heavy duty push brooms, and an orange safety vest. i head out on the highway, and soon realize im heading the wrong direction from my destination. so i come up with a plan to pull into the parking lot of a drug store to commence my three-point turn around.
i complete the 'round, and i am momentarily stopped at the exit to wait for an 18 wheeler to pass by. he does so, and as i pull out and make my approach into the other lane, some freakin' moron runs a stop sign on a 'one way' street and almost plows into me.

thanks to my superb driving skills and jack-rabbit quickness, i swerved and slammed on the brakes, inches before he had the chance to hit me. i threw a quick 'WTF' glance at him, to which he replyed with an 'oh shit, that could have been my ASS' look back at me. i soon realized i was in the oncoming path of cars, so i stepped on the gas and jerked my truck back onto the original course. i got situated onto the right path and, disgruntled, reached my destination.

the end!