To The Woman Who Thought I Cut Her Off On Whitney Avenue

Dear anonymous driver,

I don’t know you. I don’t know what you look like. I sense you were pissed.

I was heading south on Whitney Avenue toward the Wilbur Cross Parkway. The light at Dixwell Avenue turned green, but my car was in the left lane. No movement!

I looked for an opening to get to the curb lane. My right turn signal was on

There was a gap just before your car. That space was about to be mine. I thought there was plenty of room. You gave me the horn.

Did I misjudge the gap?

Once we passed the intersection you pulled into the left lane, sped parallel to me, then hit the horn again.

You showed me!

I know what you were thinking. Why is there never a cop around at a time like this?

Uh oh. There was.

I passed a few seconds after he turned on his lights and pulled you over. Did you get a ticket?

See, the horn does work.