So, I had to run to Kroger to pick up something. I was on North Main street, heading north past the Post Office. The white pickup truck behind me was tailing me so closely that if I’d even thought about my brake pedal, we’d have gotten into an accident. I couldn’t see him – his truck was higher than my little Geo Metro, and all I could see was his front grill. While we were stopped at the stoplight in front of Midstate Finance, he honked his horn at me as soon as the light turned green – even though there was a vehicle in front of me. Past that point, traffic widens to two lanes, and of course he immediately passed me. As he did so, he yelled out his window at me: “Get out of the [Very Bad Word] way, you idiot.” I’m not a lead-foot, but I had not been driving particularly slowly, and if I pulled out in front of him or did something else stupid, I’m not aware of it. I’m pretty sure I didn’t do anything stupid.
I figured maybe there was some sort of an emergency – maybe he was on his way to the hospital, or was desperately late for something.
I had expected the driver to be some idiot teenager or twenty-something, but it was a man in his 60s or so, with his wife in the passenger seat. He was pulling a short flatbed trailer. He went on ahead of me in the left lane, but (due to stop and go city traffic, and the fact that he pulled into the far entrance while I used the near one) we ended up getting to Kroger at about the same time. He went over to the fuel pumps, while I went into the store, so I didn’t have to speak to him or anything.
I ended up coming home by way of Fairfield Pike, and when I got to Madison Street, a traffic accident had just taken place. (No, the white pickup wasn’t involved. That would have been too on-the-nose.) One of the vehicles had pulled off of Madison Street onto Deery and stopped in the middle of the street, effectively blocking traffic, and while I was waiting to turn the Fire Department extrication vehicle pulled up. (I don’t think there was anyone stuck in either vehicle, however.) So I had to turn and find another way home.
All of this was for no reason, by the way. Kroger was out of what I had gone there for, so there was no reason for me to have even left the apartment.