Dear Asshole

Dear Asshole,

Yes you. The guy in the black SUV with the cell phone to his ear who is blocking the crosswalk. Yes you can go right on a red. No, you can't go right on a red when I, the pedestrian who has been patiently waiting to cross the street, has the light with the little man telling me that it's my turn. No, trying to be cute by smiling and waving at me with your cell phone doesn't make it any better. Which is why I gave you the finger. It wasn't just so that you could admire my pretty brown leather gloves.

Fuck you very much,

A politely pissed off pedestrian.