#get over

Today is an uphill climb.

I can finally read how much gas my car has.

Food and caffeine are on the way.

As much as I complain about big corporations,

I sure as hell enjoy the reward points.

I could live off of Taco Bell.

I suppose sometimes I do.

My second dash got us the gas we needed.

It was downtown, not too far away.

Traffic has been heavy.

On the way to the customer,

I was in the right hand lane when a car to the left

started to merge over.

No turn signal, no warning.

They were just suddenly inches from

the side of my vessel.

Both of us awkwardly sharing the lane.

I stomped on the breaks and laid on my horn.

Miraculously,

they didn't hit me.

They stopped as I honked and yelled:

Oh my god!

Both of us stayed there for a moment.

Them waiting for me to go-

me waving them off.

Go, get over. I'm not going until you do.

I called from my open window.

You almost hit me.

You didn't see me,

but it makes me question if you even looked.

You can go, get over.

I can wait.

Written by AprilFool 🐸