The New Y O U

I was driving on 75 depressway trying to get out of the rush hours of 3-5pm because it was my happy birthday and I did not want to deal with bu%^^&&holes on my happy birthday, when I noticed coming off the ramp a  big, yellow sign with some black lines that  read 45 mph.  Hell No, I did not read it!  I just remembered it because I have been pulled many of times around the DFW!  However, the truck before me apparently has not, when I saw this blue, Camaro with Xmas lights on, speeding like he was after a hot tamales truck on Thanksgiving Day at Tia’s house, because you don’t want to go to my anonymous Tia’s house and eat her tamales.  Just trust me on that one.

I know, not fair.  I agree.  This time and age, there should not be any undercover police pulling anyone over.  That @#$%^ was ok in the 70-90’s, but there are too many hoodlums impersonating police officers with unmarked cars and Xmas lights hurting law-abiding folks like you and me.  Nonetheless, he pulled the truck over and proceeded to do what cops do.  Right, shoot the driver.  NO!!!! I mean no!!!!  You know get and ID and ask if he had been drinking, raping or stuff like that.  NO!!!!!! I mean no!!!!! You know, get an ID and ask cop questions, whatever those questions may be.  Exactly! “)

So, I was a bit inconvenience because one, it’s my happy birthday and I don’t want to see Xmas lights.  Two, that sign is as old as dirt and we all know that is a speed trap, because you’re hauling @& & out of the depressway and trying to ease transition to oncoming traffic and must make the move and can’t possibly go to 45 mph porque te aplastan!!!! Three, no three, just one and two.

So, I did what I do best.  I callously ignored the situation because it was none of my b’ness, and it was my happy birthday.  So I went into meditation mode and concentrated on the following thought:  Breathe, none of your b’ness.  Breathe, none of your b’ness, as I passed the PoPo and the driver with my video running- you never know, it might just sell.  I can’t help it! It’s the entrepreneur in me.

When right in front of me!  Yeap more Xmas lights and low and behold a truck and an SUV vehicle parts and fumes cluttered the road that for our safety had to be shut down.  I’m not sure what happened? But it seemed like the white truck T-boned the SUV.  If I’m right, then the white truck came down from the “45 mph” ramp onto oncoming traffic and may have had to speed up to overcome traffic and T-boned the SUV.  Eerie quiet was the atmosphere as I approached the site.  No, not as a Samaritan, just trying to squeeze on to my happy birthday.  Don’t even try to make me feel bad because you can’t.  Plus there were too many qualified firefighters, and EMT’s on the scene but were not moving too fast and you know what that means……

I did not want to check, but there might have been a fatality or two.  Maybe that ramp should not be there…..It’s too close to the traffic light.

Then it hit me! When did I become such an insensitive @$$^&*(e just trying to get to my happy birthday? IMG_1622 Is it the new me?

Salsa Pig by Mambo Chismoso

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Author: Aztk Prncss

Aztec Princess : The views and opinions are my own. A writer of life in general- no matter the topic/politics- yeap. This is the Social Personality of a girl who endured a devastating blow to her personal, and professional life brought on by individuals and or persons who by their actions manifested a personal storm of cataclysmic proportions which caused her to lose everything she worked for and almost claimed her life. The name Salsa Pig came from her love of Salsa Dancing, and her inability to lose the extra lbs due to the unbelievable Stress she endured. Whatever is going on in your life, stay strong, stay positive, and always remember: I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me- Philippians 4:13 Be Not Afraid: Isaiah 41:10 Share the love, and link: http://prosejurisprudencensgpractice.com All my love, Aztec Princess by Shiloh Hunter

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