To the senile old man in the silver car: You were inches from hitting me as I was crossing the street at a crosswalk on a walk light at the corner next to the Halifax archives as you walk into the Dalhousie district. I believe you were trying to make a LEFT turn on a RED light, then you proceeded to yell out your window that you somehow thought you had the right of way and not only was I wrong for walking; but apparently I'm also a "Fatso".

First of all, I realize that you probably got your license when dinosaurs ruled the earth but that is no excuse for not following the rules of the road. At a crosswalk, pedestrians ALWAYS have the right of way regardless of what colour the walk light is... BUT ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S FLASHING GO.

Secondly, calling me fat does not negate your requirement for being a responsible driver. I am not fat for no reason, I am 6 months pregnant. So not only were you inches away from endangering my life, but that of my unborn child.

I hope you get in a car accident. I bet the way you are driving now there is a pretty good chance that will happen too. At least that way though, you might learn just how fucking stupid you are being. Lucky for us all, I wrote down your license plate number and reported you to the police for wreckless driving. Suck on that, you worthless piece of shit. —Pissed Off Parent