My Inner Wayne Brady

I almost slapped the shit outta this lady today LOL. The funny thing is I didnt even know I was about to slap the shit outta her til I popped the clutch (what I call that moment where you catch yourself and choose the alternate option).

So at the Port Authority, where I get the bus back to Jersey, the vans (the bootleg buses) all line up behind each other. The people line up and file into a van until its full and proceed to the next van, and so on and so forth. Im about the third or fourth person in line for the second van and this white lady, with lesbian hair and a stupid hat, tries to get in front of me. I turn and look at her like "WTF?" and I can barely hear her with my Ipod on, but it sounded like she was saying she was in the line for the first van and the van ran out of seats, so she was moving to the next van. Thats fine, but why the fuck do you think you supposed to jump to the front of the line? You dont get rewarded for not being able to count LOL. And I probably woulda let the lady go ahead of me if she hadnt been such a bitch about it, but she damn near ran me over, trying to get ahead of me, and she was talking to me with hella attitude. I never said a word, just glared at her, watching her lips move, and I swear I had no idea I wanted to slap her until I almost did. I reeled it in at the last second, rolled my eyes and hit a pivot and needless to say her ass did not get on that van before me. I know she said something after I turned my back to her, because I heard her voice, I just couldnt make out what she said, over the music. That was probably best though. It's been a minute since I've had to slap a bitch and today was a day that slapping a bitch would have made me extremely happy.

Maybe I shoulda slapped her.