Road Rage
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I had a bit of nice revenge 10 days ago.
I was crossing the street (on foot), reading a text message (in Santa Monica -- VERY pedestrian-heavy) and a 70-something year-old guy in a lexus was
waiting to turn after I crossed through the intersection.
Apparently I was moving too slow for his 70-something wife, because
she snapped at me through a mostly-shut window. couldn't exactly hear
the words, but I saw her bulldog face and got the message.
the thing is...after he made his turn, he pulled into a parking spot 4
cars down from the corner.
So I walked over.
And I waited for him to park.
And I bent over, looking in the wife's window. And I waived, maybe a
bit of a smile.
And I said, "Hi. I think you had something you wanted to tell me back there."
The old man started freaking out. "No sir! no, nothing! have a nice day!"
But the bat-faced relic of a wife looked TOTALLY confused -- she
didn't recognize me. Not at first.
I said, "Back there. At the corner. I think you wanted to tell me
something. Go ahead. Tell me."
Again, the husband is losing his mind trying to get me to step away
from that window, and THEN his wife gets it.
All the blood drains from her face and she tries to wave me off.
I said, "are you sure? why don't you just repeat what you wanted to
say, 'cause now I'm listening."
Doors lock.
I nod. And walk off.
I was crossing the street (on foot), reading a text message (in Santa Monica -- VERY pedestrian-heavy) and a 70-something year-old guy in a lexus was
waiting to turn after I crossed through the intersection.
Apparently I was moving too slow for his 70-something wife, because
she snapped at me through a mostly-shut window. couldn't exactly hear
the words, but I saw her bulldog face and got the message.
the thing is...after he made his turn, he pulled into a parking spot 4
cars down from the corner.
So I walked over.
And I waited for him to park.
And I bent over, looking in the wife's window. And I waived, maybe a
bit of a smile.
And I said, "Hi. I think you had something you wanted to tell me back there."
The old man started freaking out. "No sir! no, nothing! have a nice day!"
But the bat-faced relic of a wife looked TOTALLY confused -- she
didn't recognize me. Not at first.
I said, "Back there. At the corner. I think you wanted to tell me
something. Go ahead. Tell me."
Again, the husband is losing his mind trying to get me to step away
from that window, and THEN his wife gets it.
All the blood drains from her face and she tries to wave me off.
I said, "are you sure? why don't you just repeat what you wanted to
say, 'cause now I'm listening."
Doors lock.
I nod. And walk off.
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From: Lugoff, SC
Originally Posted by JonBoy,Jun 29 2010, 01:06 PM
I think the angriest I get is when someone STOPS on a merge ramp. Not only is it stupid, it's extremely unsafe due to the high probability of being rear-ended by following traffic or being run over by the traffic into which you're trying to merge because you can't get up to speed fast enough from a stop.
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From: Dallas
Originally Posted by JonBoy,Jun 29 2010, 01:33 PM
I've never heard of a decreasing radius on-ramp. Typically they put them tight at the start and open them up to give you lots of accelerating room.
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Originally Posted by villain2000,Jun 28 2010, 03:07 PM
I had a realization today that road rage is one of those things that can be easily avoided. Instead of becoming angry at the cluesless driving antics of your fellow motorists, try to become the other "A" word: aware. This realization came to me today when I had a Jeep liberty owner stray into my lane as we were both making left hand turns onto an interste on ramp. We were both sitting at the light, me in the inside lane, the Jeep in the outside lane. When I pulled up next to the Jeep I happened to look over and notice it was a frazzled looking woman on her cell phone. The light turns green and she guns it out of the gate. I roll out normally and something told me to keep my distance or be on guard. Sure enough, she began to drift into my lane and at one point was just driving along in the center of both lanes, the double white lines solidly under the middle of her vehicle. It was at that time that I also observed the out of state plates. Did I get pissed off? No. Not anymore. I consider myself to be a good driver. I log somewhere in the neighborhood of 40 to 50 thousand miles per year for both business and personal mileage. The things I have seen on the road in my driving career would probably curl your hair. So in conclusion, I am thinking that if we as drivers took more time to be aware and anticpate the stupidity before it happens, we may be less likely to become pissed off. Just my ramblings I thoughht I would share. If this post helped you to become a better if not calmer driver, then great. If not, sorry If I bored you too badly!
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From: In a glass case of emotion!
Originally Posted by villain2000,Jun 28 2010, 06:07 PM
I had a realization today that road rage is one of those things that can be easily avoided. Instead of becoming angry at the cluesless driving antics of your fellow motorists, try to become the other "A" word: aware. This realization came to me today when I had a Jeep liberty owner stray into my lane as we were both making left hand turns onto an interste on ramp. We were both sitting at the light, me in the inside lane, the Jeep in the outside lane. When I pulled up next to the Jeep I happened to look over and notice it was a frazzled looking woman on her cell phone. The light turns green and she guns it out of the gate. I roll out normally and something told me to keep my distance or be on guard. Sure enough, she began to drift into my lane and at one point was just driving along in the center of both lanes, the double white lines solidly under the middle of her vehicle. It was at that time that I also observed the out of state plates. Did I get pissed off? No. Not anymore. I consider myself to be a good driver. I log somewhere in the neighborhood of 40 to 50 thousand miles per year for both business and personal mileage. The things I have seen on the road in my driving career would probably curl your hair. So in conclusion, I am thinking that if we as drivers took more time to be aware and anticpate the stupidity before it happens, we may be less likely to become pissed off. Just my ramblings I thoughht I would share. If this post helped you to become a better if not calmer driver, then great. If not, sorry If I bored you too badly!
Or the idiot I saw today in an SUV that was at a stop light. The crosswalk light came on signalling that it was OKAY for a man and his CHILD IN A STOLLER to cross the road. Well, SUV dipShit decides they want to go, and does not see the man or the child in the stoller. He almost hits them both and then YELLS AT THEM FOR BEING IN HIS WAY!! The man with the stoller points to the sign and informs Johhny Dip$hit in the SUV that he and his child have the right of way (which they do). Well, instead of apologizing like a normal person should, Johhny Dip$hit cusses out the man with the stroller. Sorry, but I damn near got out of my car and beat the SUV driver senseless just based on principle.
I could go on...but I see about 20 instances of situations like this every day and think we should all be allowed to beat down 1 person per day for their automitive retardation.
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From: In a glass case of emotion!
Originally Posted by Mr Dave,Jun 29 2010, 04:14 PM
I had a bit of nice revenge 10 days ago.
I was crossing the street (on foot), reading a text message (in Santa Monica -- VERY pedestrian-heavy) and a 70-something year-old guy in a lexus was
waiting to turn after I crossed through the intersection.
Apparently I was moving too slow for his 70-something wife, because
she snapped at me through a mostly-shut window. couldn't exactly hear
the words, but I saw her bulldog face and got the message.
the thing is...after he made his turn, he pulled into a parking spot 4
cars down from the corner.
So I walked over.
And I waited for him to park.
And I bent over, looking in the wife's window. And I waived, maybe a
bit of a smile.
And I said, "Hi. I think you had something you wanted to tell me back there."
The old man started freaking out. "No sir! no, nothing! have a nice day!"
But the bat-faced relic of a wife looked TOTALLY confused -- she
didn't recognize me. Not at first.
I said, "Back there. At the corner. I think you wanted to tell me
something. Go ahead. Tell me."
Again, the husband is losing his mind trying to get me to step away
from that window, and THEN his wife gets it.
All the blood drains from her face and she tries to wave me off.
I said, "are you sure? why don't you just repeat what you wanted to
say, 'cause now I'm listening."
Doors lock.
I nod. And walk off.
I was crossing the street (on foot), reading a text message (in Santa Monica -- VERY pedestrian-heavy) and a 70-something year-old guy in a lexus was
waiting to turn after I crossed through the intersection.
Apparently I was moving too slow for his 70-something wife, because
she snapped at me through a mostly-shut window. couldn't exactly hear
the words, but I saw her bulldog face and got the message.
the thing is...after he made his turn, he pulled into a parking spot 4
cars down from the corner.
So I walked over.
And I waited for him to park.
And I bent over, looking in the wife's window. And I waived, maybe a
bit of a smile.
And I said, "Hi. I think you had something you wanted to tell me back there."
The old man started freaking out. "No sir! no, nothing! have a nice day!"
But the bat-faced relic of a wife looked TOTALLY confused -- she
didn't recognize me. Not at first.
I said, "Back there. At the corner. I think you wanted to tell me
something. Go ahead. Tell me."
Again, the husband is losing his mind trying to get me to step away
from that window, and THEN his wife gets it.
All the blood drains from her face and she tries to wave me off.
I said, "are you sure? why don't you just repeat what you wanted to
say, 'cause now I'm listening."
Doors lock.
I nod. And walk off.
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From: In a glass case of emotion!
Originally Posted by QUIKAG,Jun 28 2010, 07:25 PM
To give an example of the depth of my problem, I was exiting a highway here in DFW in my Yukon and a Corolla hit the brakes down to 45mph in an off-ramp to a 3 lane access road that didn't have any turn-off for a good half-mile. So, as soon as I had a break to the right, I gun it around a new Tundra and the Corolla.
Well, apparently the Tundra driver wanted to get around the Corolla too and was pissed I boxed him for a few seconds as I shot past him and the Corolla. So, I'm cruising down the 3 lane access road at 70-75mph and he comes flying up beside me at 95mph and swerves in front of me and brake checks me big time. I go apeshi* and gun it past him and brake check him so bad he has to swerve out of his lane. He guns it and I gun it too. I get up to 85-90mph and he's RIGHT behind me. He's so close he actually BUMPS me at 95mph! I swear I felt at least a bump or two and I freak out.
So, what do I do at 90mph with a Tundra bumping me in the far right lane of a 3 lane access road? I slam on my brakes as hard as I can and he's glued to my bumper and we both slow to a stop, him stuck to the back of my bumper. I have no idea of the extent of the damage. He jumps out of his car (a white dude early-mid 30's with a Titleist hat on) and I'm rolling my window down after already having put the car in park, grabbed my Glock out of my glovebox, and chambered a round. I keep the gun down in my lap in case I need it. He comes up cussing me out and I'm cussing him back. He tells me to get the f* out of here and I tell him the same. I pull up about a 1/4 mile to a turn-in expecting him to turn in behind me so we can exchange information, but he drives past.
I pull back out and catch up to him and he pulls into a parking lot (coincidentally where I was meeting my wife for dinner) and we both get out. At this point, we've both calmed down and we ask each other what the hell we were both thinking? I tell him I felt him bump me and freaked out and nailed my brakes. I didn't know if he was trying to pit me at 90 mph. We shake our heads and survey the damage.
My Yukon had very minor damage to my bumper. I was amazed. I guess there is a big metal bar that is integrated into the receiver hitch that is right behind the plastic bumper. I had maybe $200-300 of damage with the biggest being a broken back-up parking sensor that had popped out from the bumper. We walk over to his Tundra and the whole front bumper was jacked up and the grille was pushed in at a bad angle. He probably had a few grand of damage at least.
We agree to shake hands and cover our own damages and part friends. It was nuts. He was meeting his wife at the same restaurant as me, but not eating dinner. He was just grabbing the kids from his wife, so his wife could have a girl's night out. I told my wife the story in the restaurant over dinner and she was not amused. This happened about 3 weeks ago.
Well, apparently the Tundra driver wanted to get around the Corolla too and was pissed I boxed him for a few seconds as I shot past him and the Corolla. So, I'm cruising down the 3 lane access road at 70-75mph and he comes flying up beside me at 95mph and swerves in front of me and brake checks me big time. I go apeshi* and gun it past him and brake check him so bad he has to swerve out of his lane. He guns it and I gun it too. I get up to 85-90mph and he's RIGHT behind me. He's so close he actually BUMPS me at 95mph! I swear I felt at least a bump or two and I freak out.
So, what do I do at 90mph with a Tundra bumping me in the far right lane of a 3 lane access road? I slam on my brakes as hard as I can and he's glued to my bumper and we both slow to a stop, him stuck to the back of my bumper. I have no idea of the extent of the damage. He jumps out of his car (a white dude early-mid 30's with a Titleist hat on) and I'm rolling my window down after already having put the car in park, grabbed my Glock out of my glovebox, and chambered a round. I keep the gun down in my lap in case I need it. He comes up cussing me out and I'm cussing him back. He tells me to get the f* out of here and I tell him the same. I pull up about a 1/4 mile to a turn-in expecting him to turn in behind me so we can exchange information, but he drives past.
I pull back out and catch up to him and he pulls into a parking lot (coincidentally where I was meeting my wife for dinner) and we both get out. At this point, we've both calmed down and we ask each other what the hell we were both thinking? I tell him I felt him bump me and freaked out and nailed my brakes. I didn't know if he was trying to pit me at 90 mph. We shake our heads and survey the damage.
My Yukon had very minor damage to my bumper. I was amazed. I guess there is a big metal bar that is integrated into the receiver hitch that is right behind the plastic bumper. I had maybe $200-300 of damage with the biggest being a broken back-up parking sensor that had popped out from the bumper. We walk over to his Tundra and the whole front bumper was jacked up and the grille was pushed in at a bad angle. He probably had a few grand of damage at least.
We agree to shake hands and cover our own damages and part friends. It was nuts. He was meeting his wife at the same restaurant as me, but not eating dinner. He was just grabbing the kids from his wife, so his wife could have a girl's night out. I told my wife the story in the restaurant over dinner and she was not amused. This happened about 3 weeks ago.