Almost had to whoop a man's a** this morning in a Burger King parking lot...

So, here's the deal. This Burger King is attached to a Shell station, and it's next door to a liquor store.

See visual aid below:

Let me set the scene for you.

I'm the green arrows, the other guy is the red.

He pulls in first so I let him go ahead. He stops and looks at the pumps like he's either trying to get gas or find a spot to park to go inside.

I give him about 5-10 seconds to make up his mind since there are literally 2 car lengths between him and the last person in line.

He never moves so I pull in behind the last person.

He pulls up next to me with the window down and says, "are you really going to do that?"

I say, "i don't know what you're doing. you stopped at the pumps leaving 2 car lengths between you and the last person in line, and you're looking over at the parking spaces like you're trying to get gas or go inside!"

his response, "exactly."

"well just fricking go then!"

"i will."

and as he pulls away i call him a "retard" as he drives off.

i don't have the patience for stupidity when i get in the car.

if you're going to get in line, get in line. don't pussy-foot around and let someone cut in front of you if you're gonna be a bitch about it.