You asked for it!
Driving down I-81 on Friday, I had my car decorated with all the usual VT football magnets, the product of an unplanned 45-minute break on I-64 West earlier in the afternoon. It was a nice afternoon, traffic slightly heavier than usual with cars full of happy families heading to graduation like us.
A fluorescent orange 15-passenger van from a North Carolina-based construction contractor passed us on the left. Nothing too remarkable about that but the color. But then it slowed down, drifted back to us, and the front-seat passenger leaned up against his window, waving his WVU hat, laughing and yelling something presumably stupid.
We laughed this off and drifted back. Then he braked again. Same act, same result… then H wished aloud for a whiteboard. Quickly, I pulled a sheet of paper and pen out of the side pocket. We only had a minute or so to get this right.
We sped up a little, and he braked to come back a third time. This time, pressed against my side window were two simple words:
GO PITT
Result: two middle fingers, five miles of uninterrupted laughter in our car and the best story of the weekend.
11 May 2008 / 0 Comments / Tags: life