The other week on Tuesday, I was out as usual with Marsha and Donene.
The restaurant that we go to, Maria's in Owings Mills, has five women there every Tuesday playing Mah Jong.
The night has sort of turned into a "let's see what Shana is wearing this week" kind of thing with the ladies, so on this evening, I went a little dressier than most.
I had on an above the knee tight fitting evening dress on, something more appropriate to a Saturday night or dinner theater outing.
We left around 11pm. As I started on the entrance ramp to the highway, a car came up behind me at considerable speed. It got close enough that I couldn't see "him" behind me (the rear of a Chevy Avalanche sits pretty high!). Then the guy swerves over to one side and starts flashing his lights at me. I was doing about 30 and I slowed down to 20 or so. I don't care for aggressive drivers much, especially when they are invading "my space". He then tries to go around me on the 3 feet or so of the shoulder of the on ramp, but I loosened the grip on the steering wheel and blocked him. Once we got on the highway, he stayed in my side view mirror, which I thought was odd for someone in such a rush just a few moments ago.
