Hey San Francisco, you are not entitled!

What pushed me over the edge was everyone coming back from vacation at 8:15 am on Brotherhood way.

I had it real nice all summer, just a few of us day jobbers wending our way from Parkside to Daly City BART via the "shortcut" along Brotherhood Way.

But when traffic got thick again, as it does at the beginning of every term, people started driving as if they were entitled to the space I occupied. As if they were entitled to cut me off, slam into my bumper, stop driving and start texting while their car was still going 45 mph.

So, instead of following you home and pretending to be your crazy lover to your husband or wife, I'm just going to 'splain this once.

You are not entitled (and neither am I)!