Your Armed Forced Veteran license plate bracket attached to the back of your Altima does not give you free reign to speed past me in a 25 zone (when I was doing 30-32) and cut me off not using your signal. Not to mention the other two lane changes you made sans-signal. I saw you turned into WalMart after you got stuck in traffic and I passed you by (of course I trolololed you by accelerating Grandpa-style from that red light, I hope you enjoyed). Surely you’re there to shop and not work, because your laid back in your seat scuzzy smoking in your new-ish car with the frost not even scraped from your windows isn’t the type they hire at such established establishments.