Are you talking to me Jacka&&!?!?

Are you talking to me jacka&& (note to self: stop swearing in the blog)!?!? I'm riding on the highway this morning--four full lanes--and I'm in the second lane from the right. This jerk pulls up behind me and gestures before getting into the next lane over and passing. OK. Was he really gesturing at me? It wasn't a middle finger, just a hand going up and a look of exasperation. In fact, in the rear-view mirror, I couldn't be sure it was even a look of exasperation, let alone that it was directed at me. Never mind.