Open letter to Karma, accounting department

Dear Karma Accounting Department,

Please make note of the following:

Today, just three minutes after almost being hit by an idiot driving a Toyota Camry, I came across a BMW driver with a flat tire. Like all BMW drivers, this one was attempting to change the flat by staring at it.

The car wasn't levitating and the flat wasn't being changed, so I offered to help. The young man with the gym-bought biceps couldn't crack the lug nuts so Grampy offered to give it a try. Grampy knocked four of the five off the list and let the fabulous,fashionable looking youngster take care of the last one.

Grampy also knew where the hole was the jack should go and made sure nobody dropped the ultimate driving machine on anybody's foot.

Please make note so that the next time you send some horse's ass in a Grand Marquis who is sending a text message, talking on the cell phone, manning the GPS, and playing the trumpet all at the same time while attempting to run me over after some other poor pilgrim.

Thank you for your consideration.