Evil Driver!

    I was flying up Geary St. headed for the Veterans Hospital out at like 43rd Ave. & Clement. The package is late of course. The dispatchers blood sugar was out of control & she was laying down mad stress as usual.
  Somewhere around 8th or 9th ave. this car was going the same speed as me & real close as we went through the light. At the end of the intersection there was a parked car & I didn’t have room to fit in between, So I had to slam the breaks & I almost skidded into it.
  I started going again got my speed up & passed that car as it got stopped at a light. At the next intersection the same scenario happened, only this time I looked over & saw the passenger pointing & laughing at me & then pointing at the parked car, as I had to hit my breaks again.
  At this point I got real pissed. Of course I caught up to them at the next red light. I pulled out my U-lock & started slamming it down on the hood.  I was using a NY Kripto at the time & those things weigh like eight pounds, So I was making some huge dents. The driver started to get out & I said, “Yeah, let’s go, you Jerk.” He got back in real quick. I took one more good swing. After that I looked over my shoulder & up, to see a schoolbus full of kids & they were all looking at me with their mouths fully open.
  I got the hell out of there & Hit the sidewalks & took the back way to the Hospital.