Head in the Clouds & Road Rage

On my way home from a doctor’s appointment this morning, my mind must have drifted a little allowing me to drift just a bit too far into the other lane of the off ramp as I was exiting for my street. I wasn’t completely clueless and don’t think I came close to anyone, but a man in a little car with an ad for VA prepaid law services clearly thought otherwise. He blared his horn at me and when we stopped at the light, pulled up next to me. He started to scream at me. I turned to him and mouthed the words “I’m sorry”. He continue to scream. I again mouthed - “I’m sorry - what can i do??”. That seemed to infuriate him more and a list of expletives spilled from his mouth like raw sewage flowing down an open sewer. He opened his window so I could hear it. I opened my windows so I could hear it. For some reason, I turned and faced him and just watched and listened as he called me a fucking stupid bitch with my head up my ass who expected the entire world to kiss my ass all the time. That was the kindest thing he said, and I was amazed at the amount of hatred pouring out of his entire body. When the light finally changed, he proceeded to speed off and then cut in front of me. To be honest, I wasn’t sure what to feel. Part of me wanted to speed up and smash the back of his little car. Or stop at another light and see what else he had to say . I wish I had taken off my glasses so he could yell straight into my eyes.

I guess I didn’t want to let it end because… well, maybe I wanted him to realize I’m not a stupid bitch. We all make mistakes. I’m not above accidently cutting someone off in traffic because I let my thoughts drift too far. Is he? I’m actually quite conscientious and aware the majority of the time. I’m still sorry I entered his territory without warning. But the punishment seemed a little harsh for the infraction - I guess because it was so personal, crude and to be honest, hostile. If we hadn’t had cars between us would he have gotten physical? I don’t think so. He seemed more like a chihuahua growling and howling like mad at someone who accidently moved their bone. 

On with the rest of my day! For some reason, this little man made me stop and think. Maybe he just got layed off.. maybe his sewer mouth had less to do with me and more to do with some misery in his own life. It all made me feel less angry at him and more sorry for whatever it is that gives him such anger.  To the universe, I say, I’m sorry to anyone who I accidently inconvenience. May we all stay aware, but also think twice before letting our negative emotions overtake our entire selves.