Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Taking names and kicking butt

I had the day off today and Himself and I had an excursion to a place on our Sand Pail List.  It was an excellent day, so enjoyable.  (more about it later)  But the drive home had the potential of ruining it.

As we got off the highway we were stopped on the exit ramp behind a large semi at a red light.  The road we were turning onto has a lot of traffic so I knew we would were going to have to wait until the light changed before we could turn right. 

Apparently, for one person, that wasn't good enough.  Ms. hoity-toity-fancy-limited-edition-big-white-Ford-SUV was too good to wait her turn.  She drove up the brim and tried to turn just as the light changed for us to go.  First she tried to get in front of the semi, but she was about to get smooshed.  So, she decided the next best thing was to cut me off.

And, I'm sad to say, I just wasn't having any of that BS.  I hit the horn loud and long.  I tried to keep going but was rewarded with nearly getting hit and a very prominent display of her middle finger.

Later down the road, while in front of me, she slammed on her brakes and I drove off the side of the road to keep from hitting her.  At that point, all I wanted to do is get out of the car and beat her senseless.  Lucky for the both of us she floored it and took off.

I used a lot of really foul language that probably hurt the ears of my poor husband.  I am ashamed that all I wanted to do is deck her.

I'm trying to figure out if there is a lesson in all of this.

And, my friends, the only thing I can think of is that we have reached critical mass.  The self-centered, the dangerous, the stupid are growing in such numbers they are making day-to-day living trecherous for the rest of us.

I am not a violent person.  My reaction scared me.  Had she done this to someone else the outcome could have been much different. 

I pray to God that there is still hope for us.  And for me.



  1. My husband and I experienced that weekly during our tenure as truckers. I get upset when I retell stories, but the lesson learned from those experiences was that "it's never worth your life (or job, in our case)" to react to road rage. I brought those reactions with me to the confessional and the priest would often say, "Treat them as you would treat Christ" which is a good reminder as always, but I had to refrain from retorting, "Christ wouldn't drive that way!"

  2. So glad you are OK!

    Since I'm in the car a lot, I see so much of this. I often think to myself, people's behavior in cars is such a perfect example of how self-centered, no-one-but-me-matters our society is.

    I often joke "oh, I see you didn't pay the extra to have your turn signals turned on" because no one uses them anymore!