September 19, 2007
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Some peoples' children...
Ok, I cut someone off on the road, big deal. The asshole in a Ford F250 pickup however decided that the best way to cope with some serious road rage issues by running me off the road not once, twice, but three freaking times. What the hell is wrong with people these days? Pent-up sexually abused childhood frustrations finally catching up to them or something? People acting like idiots on the road doesn't really bother me anymore, but when you're actively trying to kill someone because you have some hormonal issues, thats just crossing the line a little bit.
So after I called the cops on him, I cut him off again. I was driving away from him when the guy decided to fly up to me gunning his gas like he's about to run into me. In fact, I'm sure he's ready to run me off the road again. So as I'm speeding up and he's trying to catch up, there's a car in front of me and I did the only thing that could piss this guy off royally: I get out of the way as soon as he's about to hit my bumper. Dumbass almost hits the car in front of me-- I could almost feel like fumes coming out from his percieved anger.
I hope he learned his lesson. Or wrap himself around a tree several times, either way thats one less problem in the world we need to worry about.
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EDIT
Ok, let me get one thing straight before I get misunderstood. I'm very good at operational risk management-- I will scan my surroundings and size up a problem before I act, quickly and under stress, either it be on the job or just messing with a pissed off driver. After years of being in Uncle Sam's employment and taking a few tours in the Sandbox, all of this has become instinct instead of something I have to think about for a second (some may say it is the only good thing that PTSD causes). I made the decision to piss off an unstable driver even more because I had a wild card and I know what I was getting myself into. There were no cars on that 2-lane road except for one car in front of me, and that one car was my Ace under the sleeve.
The only reason I say this is because I forgot to add up there, that car in front of me was a cop car. If he didn't plow into the police cruiser, he wouldn't try to run me off the road in front of an officer of the law.
Either way, I win. That is, until the man finds out where I live and buttrapes me in my sleep.
Comments (5)
Yes, b/c I'm sure the best way to cope with road rage is to keep pissing them off, endangering yourself and all other drivers even further, and making yourself into an a$$hole while you're at it.
under normal circumstances, you are such an asshole. but that was a good one. CJ told me about it too, lol. bravo.
Eww bad drivers. I have a huge PHOBIA of driving. When I was learning for my license my mom said I would sit and grind my teeth, clench the steering wheel, and make worried whimpery sounds. I didn't know I was doing any of this. Running into crazies on the road gets me really uneasy! I would've road raged right back.
ryc: the reason why I was calling them brothers is because I was addressing the director and if I used fratboys or bro's then he probably would've thought less of my little complaint. Diplomatic endeavors I guess.
ME...in a sorority?!....haha not upon my cold dead grave! There are some nice girls that I've met that happen to be in sororities. Nah not for me, I am competent in making my own connections and my own friends w/o buying them, lol.
Well if he tries to assrape you in your sleep, you will most likely wake up as soon as he walks in the room, and cut off his happy stick.
The more I don't drive, the more I fear it. And I haven't had a car for 3 years! People are so careless, it's sick. I've had a couple friends really suffer from car accidents, so I despise any aggressive driving. At least you called the cops.
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