September 10th:
Ignore the rage.
When someone is in a car with
me, there are some things he will immediately notice:
1.
I try not to do a lot
of eating while driving, although I will have something on hand to drink to
keep me hydrated.
2.
Unless I have my hands
free device on me, I will not pick up my phone.
If my Bluetooth or headset isn’t already in my ear or if I don’t have my
speakerphone device activated, I will not pick up. Even if the same person calls several times.
3.
I do enjoy playing
music but I don’t play it overly loud, not to where another person can hear me
before I even go up the block.
4.
I turn down the music
when I’m parking or when I’m close to a destination I am not familiar with.
But most, and certainly not
least…
5.
It is very rare that I
road rage. Actually, any passenger who
rides in my car tends to have more road rage than I do.
There have been instances where
a car has cut me off, and my passenger has reached over to honk the horn, curse
the person out, or flip them off. Then,
will look at me as if to say, “That doesn’t bother you?”
Well, it does.
However, there is one instance
where I have had trouble tuning down the instinct to go HAM, and that’s when
someone is about to side swipe me or rear end me. That sets me off to no end. Simply because I don’t have as much control
over the situation, and I hate that.
Like about a month ago, when a
person was merging into my right lane, and no matter how loud I honked the
horn, she didn’t see me (because she was talking on her cell phone). Plus, I didn’t have an option to even get off
the road. It was only when another
person also honked that she jerked her way back into the other lane. And in the end, she didn’t really need to be
in my lane, anyway.
I was irate and very tempted to
follow her down Route 1 to give her what for.
My whole entire body was shaking with rage.
Then, around that same time frame, there was a jam near
the Route 1 circle. New Jersey is pretty
famous for having you do circles to get to certain roads (I think my GPS
affectionately refers to them as roundabouts).
Well, I was proceeding to my part of the circle but had to slow down
because of the congestion. The person
behind me, busy texting on her cell phone, wasn’t paying attention to the slow
down and almost rear ended me, and in trying to avoid rear ending me, almost
hit the other person making his way through the circle.
After getting off the day gig, everyone must have been in
a hurry. When one is in a hurry, you don’t
take as much caution, and there were a lot of instances where the same type of
rage I felt towards those inattentive people behind the wheel on their cell
phones was tempted to bubble up and flow like a volcano.
But this time around, I ignored it.
I ignored one of my co-workers who went flying into the
parking lot as I had signaled and was already halfway out to the street. He honked and gave me the finger.
I ignored the person who cut in front of me who realized
almost too late that she was in the wrong lane.
I ignored the truck that saw me signal to merge onto the
highway, yet decided to speed up because he didn’t want me in front of him, and
the four additional people who did the same thing.
I even didn’t put up a fuss when I was all set to pull
into a parking space at Wal-Mart and another person pulled in and took it,
although there were three other spots closer than my spot.
(patting myself on the back )
Although if I had a passenger in the seat with me, I
think he would have channeled my inner rage quite effectively.
Peace.
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