so I was with friends, we were eating golden corral. On the way home, we are sitting at a left turn waiting for a green arrow, and i notice this gray honda and a blue/white truck sitting on the right-hand side of the intersection from us, waiting to pull straight through in the direction we were going. truck is driven by what looks like a 40-something to low 50s man, and the honda by what i'd guess was a dude in his 20s... Well, so honda gets out of his car and slams the door in the middle of traffic (this is the first time i start paying attention, i can only speculate what happened prior, but i figure honda got cut off on accident). So I'm gettin all hawkeye on these two, and honda gets up to the window of the truck and starts yelling and screaming...truck runs the red light after making sure he wouldn't hit anyone, good timing as the light was transitioning to our green arrow finally, so we turn in behind truck as honda gets back in his car...

its about this time i notice a bumper sticker on the back bumper of the truck... SEMPER FI... oh shit, honda, you're an idiot, threatening a marine... speakign of which, i turned around and sure enough, that gray honda is flying up behind the truck, which is riding alongside us up to another red light... we stop, truck stops, honda stops, me and the marine make eye contact as he gets out of his truck, then we both look back as honda gets out of his car... now, bear this in mind, this guy looks like a grizzled 45-50 year old marine, and he STILL looks like he is in marine shape... i'm talking fucking SOFTBALLS for shoulders and huge hams for arms, and his body looked like you could fuckin grate cheese on his abs... he pops open the toolbox on the truck bed and reaches inside as the kid stops, wondering what he is doing...

at this point im replaying the dozens of stories i've heard about ex-military men getting harassed and threatened in traffic, and responding with a burst from their former service weapon or whatever lead-slinger they have in the truck... and I'm just thinking "oh fuck, he's gonna blow this punkass away... and i'm less than five feet away...fuck fuck fuck fuck" a few moments of my heart pounding in my throat and he pulls out a bigass claw hammer and takes two steps toward the back of his truck...honda dives back into his car, and the marine goes to get back in his truck and drive off... i look back and notice honda is diggign in his car, like he is trying to get under the seat of the car for something... again my mind kicks into overdrive after only about 3-5 seconds of downtime, thinking "fuck, this idiot is digging in his car for a gun!"

now, when i thought the marine was going to shoot honda, in the back of my mind I wasn't scared for myself, because while servicemen do snap, i'd trust a marine to keep sights on target and not cause a lot of collateral damage...but when i thought honda was going for a gun, all i could think was "this idiot is going to pull out a fuckin 9mm and empty the clip...and downrange is a goddamn public park"

but no shots were fired at the intersection, we sped through the green alongside the truck, and about a quarter mile, both the truck and the honda cut down a side street, and we continued home... I hope I don't read about this tomorrow... being a witness in a homocide investigation isn't on my list of life goals... :/