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This morning, I was in a huge hurry on my way to work. I couldnt take my bike so I was in my car and I was preoccupied with what my day held and I rear-ended a car at a stop light because I was not really paying attention. I had hot coffee in my lap and I was running late.
"Great, just great", I moaned.
The driver opened his door, leaned out of his car and stared at me. He was a dwarf. He got out, studied the damage on his bumper and walked towards me as I rolled down my window.
He said, "I am not happy."
To which I replied, "Well, which one are you then?"
(Motorcycle content - It wouldnt have happened if I had been on my bike)