Road Rage
I know this isn't the politically correct thing to say, but I can certainly see how easy it is to become insanely angry and want to choke a fellow driver. Case in point: I'm driving home last night on 390 South, the speed limit is 65, the car in the right lane is going 60 so I cut over to the left, where the truck in the left lane is also going 60 [anger starts]. I drive relatively close to get the point across that I'd like to get by so I can go AT LEAST the speed limit [boil, boil]. The truck starts to speed up a bit, finally getting by the other 'Pocahontas' but does not cut over to the right [seeth, seeth]. They finally cut over the the right lane and I think, "woo hoo, I can finally pass this pokey." [slight relief]. I seem to be having a hard time getting by them though... I look down at my speedometer and am just starting to teeter above 70 [anger resumes]. I think, "what's the deal here, I should've flown by this tortoise", when it hits me, the MORON who had to drive 60 in the LEFT lane for 5 miles all of a sudden feels the need to drive 75 [full on Road Rage]. AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!! I'm not saying I want to hurt the guy in any way, but I would LOVE the opportunity to point out to him why he is the biggest IDIOT on the planet at that moment!I feel that everyone should be issued paint ball guns so when someone's driving like a complete 'swipe, you can pull out your Glidden Gun and fire away. The paint washes off, but is a temporary message to other drivers that the driver did something dippy that day.
Now I'm not saying I'm an angelic driver, I've been know to call myself an a**hole and I'm sure I'd find myself a target now and then, but for the most part I keep it real.
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