Thursday, September 20, 2007

Momma bear is getting pissed.

I'm having a serious case of road rage lately. And lately, it seems like everyone wants to ride my butt while I'm driving. Or just meander into my lane. Or decide while in the straight through lane to turn right while I'm turning right and almost running into me. Or right after turning left in the inner most lane (and I'm in the outer most turning lane), decide they want to be in my lane and start moving into my lane, and when they realize I'm there (although I'm not sure how they couldn't because we were just sitting right next to each other while in the turn lane), they keep trying, and when my car doesn't miraculously dissipate so they can move into the space I'm occupying, they get behind me and start honking at me. AT ME. And I'm thinking the whole time this is happening, "why didn't you just get into the turn lane I was in so you'd be in the lane you need to be in?????"

And usually these things happen while I'm driving with my most precious cargo in the backseat of the car. And while this should make me less angry because I should just let it role off my back, take it with a grain of salt, all those fun sayings, I want to kill the person who is almost trying to kill us. Which, I know, will do no one a bit of good.

Okay. I've thrown my road rage out into the universe, and from this point on, no one will do anything stupid around me with their vehicle. Right? Isn't that how it works? Or have I just cursed myself more.

"Baby on board!"

1 comment:

Jennifer aka Binky Bitch said...

I used to suffer from terrible road rage. Once I moved to Alabama, I found that EVERYONE is a horrible driver. Therefore, every time I'd get in the car I'd be filled with rage. I had to give up the rage or I was going to die from an early heart attack!