Blog 3

    During mid July I took a trip to Miami Florida. My cousin just graduated with a Pharmaceutical degree so the family was throwing her a party. We had been preparing for the party for months, expecting the turnout to be great. The day before the party was a rush; everyone was in a scurry to make sure everything was in order for the next night. The house was hectic as people walked in and out with supplies. Because I didn’t know the area that much I was given the job to fill the gas tanks of all the cars at the end of the day.
    There were five cars and all of their tanks were empty. I decided to have one of my cousins come with me so I wouldn’t be doing all of the work by myself. Within 40 minutes we were down to the last car. As I sped down the street I decided to scare my cousin a little bit because it was basically his first time driving with me. The first four trips I drove cautiously so when I started to swerve through the traffic he got a bit scared; understandable since I was driving 60 mph on a 45 mph zone. As the street came to an end the light turned yellow. I knew I could beat it, so I drove faster but then some guy came out of the a side street and managed to cut me off and he was going faster than me.
    As a driver with a competitive spirit, I was not going to allow him to show me up; I was driving a Dodge Charger while he was driving a Chrysler mini-van so I had to catch up to him. As we raced up to the signal light he slowed down while I was still going very fast. Luckily, the car was brand new so the brakes were still perfect. With a screeching halt I stopped with about two inches of space between his bumper and mine.
    As my cousin and I waited behind him, a red bumper sticker on the mini-van caught my eye. The sticker read “If you can read this, I can stop suddenly and sue you!”. Immediately I began laughing hysterically. Perplexed, my cousin looked at me wondering what was going on. The light turned green and we pulled into the gas station. I walked up to the mini-van with my phone to take a picture of the sticker, while my cousin was still bewildered as to why I was laughing. Once I moved away from the van my cousin looked down. Within a second the whole gas station heard him “Oh” with realization of what was so amusing to me.
    We topped the tank, then started to drive home. I drove slowly so we could take in the irony. To think, if that light wasn’t there, with the speed I was driving, if he stopped short, I would have been getting sued in the state of Florida.