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An Open Letter to a Fellow Motorist

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To the Older Gentleman in the Volkswagon Passat, 3rd St, 7 pm, 9/21.

I'll try putting this here, as I don't think you're the Craigslist R & R type.

Really, really sorry I was driving like an a-hole (white and blue Ford truck, full of firewood). You had every right to honk at me for cutting you off, and I want to offer you my sincere apologies, and a short explanation: I was driving like an a-hole because both of my dogs had been bitten by a rattlesnake, and I was hurrying to get them to the emergency vet. Crazy, right? Two dogs, one snake.

Anyway, serves me right for trying to hurry, as I missed my turn after cutting in front of you, and I had to turn around. The world sending me a message, something about slow and steady. But I was panicked, and driving inconsiderately, and I'm sorry.