Not really, but that was almost the headline for tomorrows Oregonian. I was walking back from Starbucks, day dreaming about code and I was crossing the street inside our business complex. As I walk up to the street, and just as I start to step into the crosswalk, a man driving an electric Lexus SUV zooms past narrowly missing me.

Now this is not on a busy public road. This is in a parking lot where we have a posted 10 MPH max. I swear under my breath and continue along my way. Much to my delight the driver pulls up into the short term parking in front of my building… directly in my path to my office.

As he is getting out of his car I say to him. “Hey Asshole, I hope your kids get hit in a crosswalk by a sober but unobservant driver.” To which I receive a blank stare. He really had no idea how close he came to hitting me as he zipped right through the crosswalk. Now obviously I wish no harm on his kids but I really wanted him to feel the impact of my anger. But with that blank stare, I say he is lucky I didn’t accessorize the fender of his Lexus with a head shaped dent.