Today I had the unfortunate experience of being trapped on the highway next to a lunitic screaming "Please talk to me!" The really unfortunate part is that the person doing it is my now ex-boyfriend.
I left our apartment as he was pulling in. (I have been staying away at my parents house while they are out of town.) I was running late to work as always and stopped quick to grab smokes then sped unusually fast down the highway trying to make it to Dallas by 2. About 10 mins into the drive I notice MY CAR comming up behind me! (I have borrowed my mother's car for a long time to let my "boyfriend" use mine.)
First of all he must have been going like 80 to catch up with me that fast, (I stopped at the store so he had to have sat there and thought about it for a bit.), and second of all if he gets stopped he will be going to jail. (I won't mention why out of respect) This is all happening on one of the new ramps on i30 in fort worth...only two lanes, tons of traffic all day long. He came right up next to me and started screaming the please and why won't you talk to me, give me another chance yatta yatta crap, meanwhile there are cars lining up behind us staring at the spectical (I hate being the center of attention due to panik attacks) There was nothing I could do! Well, except roll up the window so I couldn't hear him (but I as smoking) and block his view of me with my arm over my head. Why I couldn't stop laughing is a mystery to me. lol! Maybe it was the sheer patheticness of the ordeal, but I have always been very giggly when I am nervous/stressed anyway and I am running on no sleep this week. If there weren't so many damn cars I could have just slowed down, but he was matching my spead all to well with all the traffic. Meanwhile the concrete on my right was becoming an option when I simply rolled up the window so I couldn't hear him screaming and he backed off and exited thank god! |