4.2.07 – 16th St and Thomas. Right turn on red, which should be fine. Except for the part where some asshole decides to ruin in front of me to stop my turn. Then, the family of Mexicans decides to take that opportunity to also cross, giving me the stink eye for stopping in the middle of the crosswalk for the first idiot. You guys weren’t even fucking on the radar when I stopped – piss off!
No one died, and my streak of annual close calls resumes. (2005/06 was a shared near hit in 12/05, prompting the prophetic words of the title from superstar.)