True story:
I was on a double yellow road in Franklin Lakes, NJ. (A rather weathly town in Northern NJ). A man in a BMW 5-series came out of his driveway and cut me off. I was going about 30mph, (in a 40 mph zone) since I had just turned the corner about 50 yards ago.
So I beeped my horn. Just a little tap, indicating that I was displeased with his judgement of time and space.
I saw his hands go up in exclamantion. In response to his hands going up, I did the same - just a "what the heck was that" kinda jesture. (No birds were displayed in this action).
The next thing that happened, I could not believe. I see something come out of Mr BMW's open sunroof. It was a warm cup of coffee that Mrs. BMW had prepared for hubby to drink on his drive to work. Apparently, Mr. BMW thought it would be a good idea to throw said beverage through the sunroof at me.
Apparently, the laws of physics did not abide with Mr. BMW's wishes -- I could clearly see the fluid from the styrofoam cup return into the BMW sans the cup -- all over the front leather seats. The empty cup landed several feet infront of my car -- not a drop of the delicous brew hit my car. Hold on --- it gets better....
Mr. BMW, now sporting a new coffee scented cologne, proceeded to STOP his car in the middle of the road, get out and walk over to my car. As he approached, I rolled up my windows, to which he said, GET OUT OF YOUR CAR. I simply responded "No way."
Then he started on a rampage on how people have no business driving 60mph down his street. (Mind you, unless my car or I had super-hero powers, it would be near impossible for me to be travelling even at speed limit, given the fact that I had just turned the corner!) and how he's so sick and tired of how people drive.
I simply reached for a pad and pen, and with a bit of over-acting, I wrote down the license plate of the car that was stopped before me.
He huffed and puffed a bit, and then went back to his car and drove off, enjoying the wonderful aroma that only a combination of 'rich Corinthian leather interior' and warm spilled coffee can produce.
I called the Franklin Lakes police department and they stated unless Mr. BMW caused me any phsical harm, there was nothing much I could do. Perhaps I should have rolled down the window and taken a punch or two...
Gotta love folks with temper tantrums - be it windshield water of warm coffee -- they just look so stupid when you put it in perspective.
-Z.