Road Rage Queen of York Street...

I have no patience for bad drivers.
I'm not saying I'm the best driver ever, but I make safe choices when I drive.
I just finished a year of an auto merit program with my insurance company and I am now saving 5% off my car insurance.  Good(ish) driver.

Every good story has a setting. Picture this:
Driving down the street, first beautiful day of the year.  Sunroof open, windows down.  Tom Petty Free Fallin' on the radio.  Nobody is in front of me, nobody behind me.  I'm all alone in my little red VW Beetle - oh and the wind is totally blowing through my hair.

Suddenly, a man in a silver BMW pulls out of the TD Bank parking lot right in front of me totally wrecking my vibe. He then decided to look around his car and slow us down to a steady 20 km/hr. There was nobody behind me, had he waited an extra five seconds he could have had the whole road to himself as I had. Instead, Mr. God's Gift to York Street decided he was going to aggravate my face and bring out my alter ego: Naughty Nikki the Road Rage Queen of York Street.

Before I continue with this story, I have to give a little bit of a back story.  I came in to some extra money this week.  I was *supposed* to buy contact lenses. However, I decided to buy myself a fancy Apple Watch instead.   I can't explain these things - it just happened. Because of my poor life decisions, I no longer have access to contact lenses. This puts me at a disadvantage when I go in hot tubs, watch a 3D movie in the theatre or wear sunglasses. 

Because I can't wear sunglasses properly right now, I found myself pulled up beside Mr. BMW like this:

...and his face was like this:

Disclaimer: BMW man was not really Kanye West.

I forgot that I was wearing my heart-shaped sunglasses directly over my big plastic-rimmed prescription glasses. Safety first people. There was sun! 


The moral of the story is: When given the choice between contact lenses and an Apple Watch - you should probably pick the contact lenses so you don't give someone the finger looking like a maniac.