I went to the store this morning, and was in the straight-through lane coming out. In the left turn lane was a true Billy Bad *** wannabe. No sleeves, muscles, tats, no helmet, and cool-dude shades riding on a fairly new Harley. Sitting on the back was a hottie in Daisy Dukes who was impossible to miss.
As cars ahead of me turned right, I moved up past where I could see Miss Hottie and ended up at the front of the line to cross through the intersection.
The left turn light went green and I looked over to watch Miss Hottie drive away, and to my surprise she was looking right at me, gave me a thumbs up and a flirty wave as her doofus boyfriend drove away. I started laughing and wondered how Mr. Cool would feel if he knew his babe was flirting with the old guy in the Roadrunner?
Really made my day.