I’m The Only One Allowed to Drive, Damn it!
October 20, 2005
I’m not sure if my frustration with work (or lack thereof) is being deflected onto other things or if I’m just generally in a pissier mood these days, but my road rage has reached a new level of aggression lately. It doesn’t help that my apartment is located on a fairly busy street with both a high school and an old folks apartment complex on it. So between the kids who just got their licenses and the old people who should have had theirs taken away, I’ve got a lot of targets to attack on any given drive. Oh… and I guess the fact that I’m always running late doesn’t help either.
I seriously have to resist the urge to ram them off of the road. Seriously.
If not for the damage that my car would no doubt receive in the process, I probably would have done it by now. If I had an SUV or a Hummer… I might have pushed more than a couple of kids/old people into the ditch.
Of course, an SUV wouldn’t help with the Metro buses that frequent this street. They are big, slow, and they’re always stopping to pick up those damn mass transit people. The street isn’t that long, but I bet you there are eight stops. Are they worried about people having to walk a couple of blocks to catch the bus?
A major street intersects with mine about a mile down the road. There’s a neighborhood straight across the intersection and a freeway to the left. 99.9% of the time, I want to go right at this intersection. Now I can sometimes luck out and not have anyone in front of me… ya know… for a right-on-red. But, sadly, most of the time one of those idiots who lives in that neighborhood is in front of me. So I have to sit through the red light and wait. Since the crossing road is a major street it gets a green that lasts forever.
If I go the other way down my street I come to another major highway. This one has about a gizillion stop lights on it. And for some reason, everyone uses this street to enter/exit town to the freeway. So going that way is out of the question too - it’s traffic hell. I’m damned either direction I go.
My next car is going to a be bulldozer. A super-charged bulldozer that’s capable of cruising speed. That way, I can just shove everyone else over and go about my business.
Or run them over.
Whatever works.
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June 16th, 2007 at 8:00 pm
Road rage…hahaha!!! Good thing I’m reading your old posts, especially the ones that are showing the other side of this psychologist!
June 17th, 2007 at 9:48 pm
HAHAHAHA! Oh yes… I, too, have my issues to deal with. Road rage has always been one of them. In fact, just this weekend I had a resurgence of road rage on the drive to my parent’s house. It’s something that I know I need to work on. Luckily my fear of accidents, death, and bodily harm usually keep my road rage urges in check.