I May Have Been Flipped Off By Paris Hilton

Driving home from work on Friday was, as always, a chore. Traffic gets snarled at the intersection of Santa Monica Boulevard and Wilshire Boulevard, in Beverly Hills.

When I finally made it to this intersection, a huge Mercedes SUV was just hangin' out in the middle of the intersection. It looked like it was going to make a U-Turn, but then didn't have enough room to go. Now the driver just decided to wait out the next light in the middle of the intersection, effectively blocking all traffic in my lane.

I gave a small, angry honk as I pulled around. From the passenger's side, a gaunt blonde face stared at my angrily and gave me the finger. As I drove away, I thought, "My god... Paris Hilton just gave me the finger."

To be fair, it's hard to recognize her when she's not in "night-vision" mode. And considering that Beverly Hills is infested with vain anorexic rich blonde girls, it may not have been her.

But if it was you, Paris, I wish I could have returned the finger. Next time, I promise.

--opus

posted by opus  at 12:12 PM