A Career Change

While sitting at a stoplight minding my own business and waiting for the red light to turn green, a carload of bearded, young Muslims pulled alongside my car, and they started to loudly yell anti-American slogans. The words: "REMEMBER 9/11" were spray-painted on a banner attached to the side of the car and a half-burned American flag was duct-taped to the car's hood.

When the light changed to green, the Muslims praised Allah, shook their fists in the air, their driver hit the gas, and the car took off like a streak of lightning ahead of me.

At the next intersection, an 18-wheeler suddenly came barreling down at a very high rate of speed. It broadsided the Muslims' car and caused it to roll over in front of the truck. Then, the truck ran over and completely crushed the car. When I pulled over to the shoulder to see what I can do to help, I saw that the car's roof and trunk had completely collapsed and were squashed down to within just a few inches above the road's surface. Needless to say, everyone inside the car was apparently instantly killed.

After witnessing the incident first-hand and seeing the condition of the young Muslims' car, for several minutes, I sat in my car thinking . . . "Man! That could have been me!"

So, the very next day, I went out and got a job as a truck driver.

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