I was just driving along Hollywood Boulevard, filled with rage at the obscene traffic caused by a concert at the Hollywood Bowl. When you're stuck in a standstill at 11PM on a Saturday night after being at a dinner party in the Valley, your patience runs out very rapidly. Mine does, anyway.
As I was sitting there, I noticed the guy to my left, driving a car in the opposite direction, also stuck in the horrible traffic. I am not kidding at all when I tell you that this guy was literally - not figuratively - literally, sleeping at the wheel.
I mean, this guy was out. Mouth open, totally unconscious. Two full car lengths of open space in front of him. Since my window was down, I screamed "WAKE UP!!!" at the top of my lungs. As I drove off I just barely managed to see him snap out of his slumber, terrified, and realize he was piloting an automobile on a busy street.
There's no telling how many lives I saved tonight. And I got to shout at a stranger. My work here is done.
As I was sitting there, I noticed the guy to my left, driving a car in the opposite direction, also stuck in the horrible traffic. I am not kidding at all when I tell you that this guy was literally - not figuratively - literally, sleeping at the wheel.
I mean, this guy was out. Mouth open, totally unconscious. Two full car lengths of open space in front of him. Since my window was down, I screamed "WAKE UP!!!" at the top of my lungs. As I drove off I just barely managed to see him snap out of his slumber, terrified, and realize he was piloting an automobile on a busy street.
There's no telling how many lives I saved tonight. And I got to shout at a stranger. My work here is done.
SHOCKING!!
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