whaaa happened?

i totally forgot to write about the "it's okay" guy that we nearly ran into (literally) in Vegas. well, it would have been him running into us.

a durango-full of us were driving attempting to drive down the strip, which was very very packed. at a mini intersection, this dude driving a huge yellow truck just decides that he was going to pull out into traffic. not just pull out, but squeeeeeeze in between us and the car in front of us when there was not enough room for him to fit. our excellent driver said "no, no, NO!" and he inched forward, smiling, saying "it's okay, it's okay!"

well, it wasn't okay, because he wouldn't have fit. so we scooted by him and then saw him do his "it's okay" move behind us. he didn't stop at pulling out, he proceeded to cross the entire strip and then head in the opposite direction.

it was crazy, you probably had to be there, but i notice that i've been saying "it's okay, it's okay!" in totally not okay situations, thanks to my truck driving friend.