Every so often

I find myself bored for a few minutes, and daydreaming about crazy situations.

This usually happens two or three times a day.

Tonight, I found myself behind a Santa Clara sheriff in the drive through at McDonald's.

I couldn't help but imagine a situation where I threw my car into first, rear ended the fuck out of this cop, backed up, and repeated. Over, over, and over again, until his car was a worthless piece of scrap metal.

Over, and over, and over again.

As he pulled away, I snapped out of it, and pulled up to "Window #2 -- Thank you!"

The clerk, at 3 in the morning, leans out the window.

"Man, you should have rear ended his ass."

I guess I'm not the only one.