Saturday Traffic in Las Vegas

I went to the store to the pet store and the Ninety-Nine Cent only store this afternoon. Before I backed out of the driveway, I said a prayer of protection and it is a good thing I did. Driving in traffic was all right, all drivers were following the speed limit and driving defensively. Every driver on the road was watching what he or she was doing.

I parked in front of the pet store, went in and bought what I needed. I had someone help me load the stuff into the car. I backed out and started home and someone else almost hit me while I was driving through the parking lot. The pet store I went to is a shopping center with several other stores. The car that almost hit me was backing out of a parking place in front of one of the other stores. The car did not hit my car because my breaks worked and there was no car behind me when I put on my breaks. The driver in the car that almost hit me did not seem to notice I was there; he drove off without a look back.

I am not sure what I am going to do with this experience, other then a blog entry. I suppose I could write a poem about it. I could just as easily put in in a flash fiction story. Maybe write something from the other driver's point of view. The driver of the other car was a man, so that would be a bit of a stretch for me. Normally, when I write I use a woman's point of view and voice, but that does not mean I cannot write from a man's point of view. I am not sure how good it would be, but it would be a good writing exercise.