Cosmically Challenged. People, in general, are flawed individuals...

I think Jimmy Buffett put it best when he said 'The Cosmic Bakers took us out of the ovens a little too early.'

Anyone who cannot admit their flaws, are more flawed than you care to admit.

Today, I had the pleasure of quite literally running into one of the most flawed, fucked up, people. His name: Juan.

Juan kindly rear ended my vehicle whilst I was on my travels from Denton to Garland-ia.

Juan then got out of his vehicle and made a series of declarations and moves that just plain and simply pissed me off.

First, he informed me that he would prefer that I not call the police, as 'he was not supposed to be here.' I mean, really, I am completely tolerant of the illegal latin population, so long as they are not causing me to have to search for translations to documents, they are contributing to the working society in which I care not to contribute to, and generally being lovely members of society. When you run into my vehicle, you are no longer a lovely member of society. Strike one for my flawed friend, Juan.

Then, he proceeded to place his hand in the small of my back and reach over me as to give me a hug. Some of you will find this particularly hilarious, as I DO NOT like to be touched. Nonetheless, Juan decided to do this twice, before I kindly explained to him that if he were to partake in this a third time, he would be decked. This will count as strike two and three for Juan, as I generally HATE being touched by strangers.

After he was done violating my personal space, Juan then declared that he had done no damage to my vehicle. I didn't care, I asked for his insurance information anyways. Since Juan already had his strike limit... Juan was just feeding the fire of my anger.

When prompted for his insurance info, Juan handed me an expired insurance card. All the while, declaring to me that he had done no damage to my vehicle. I continued to write the information down, as it is never good to piss a diva off. All the while becoming quite enraged. Due to the irritation, I then expressed the need to see his drivers liscense, and demanded to know where this Juan was working. Here comes irrational girl that we have been discussing lately.

As I drove off into the sunset, I thought to myself that this is a seriously flawed individual. A seriously flawed individual that has seriously pissed me off. Now here is the question that I have been grappling with for the entire day... Upon reciept of the insurance check, shall I call and report his employer for hiring illegal immigrants? Shall I call and file a police report, just to make his life a living hell? Or shall I walk away and just be thankful that this man is someone I will never, ever, have to run into again?  ¶ 4:34 PM