Good morning team, as folks post updates on their morning EDD checks, and I have nothing to offer on that front, I thought I'd share with you a road rage story from this morning. Okay, maybe not quite to the level of "rage", more like road aggression.
It's 6:15am, and I'm driving my routine route about a mile and half from my house to the trailhead/park where I do my workout. I live off of a very suburban residential 30mph road, one lane each way. I cruise along at a comfortable steady 37 to 38 mph, and this guy behind me in a brand new Bronco Sport hammers it and catches up to me. I approach the red light and move into the left turn lane with blinkers on, he cuts over the yellow median line, thought he was just going to run the red light and go around me in an intersection, but then slams on his brakes and goes back to the lane right beside me. He rolls down his window and starts talking and gesturing to me (no offensive gestures, just moving his hands). At this point I think either he wants to fight me and I'm stuck at the light with him, or he is just an sh*t driver and wants to talk about something he saw wrong with my car or something. So I roll down my window.
BS: You ****ing ***hole you cut me off man!
Me: I was in front of you and I used my signal to move into the left turn lane. How can I cut you off if I've been in front of you the whole time?
BS: You only wanted to turn left because you saw me trying to turn left!
Me: Okay man, it's okay, I drive this route every day, go ahead of me, it's fine it's not a big deal to me.
BS: You ****ing ***hole man
Me: Hey dude, it's 6 in the morning. It's going to be a beautiful day, we're okay, you're okay, have a good day.
At this point I don't think he was expecting me to continue to de-escalate, and not take up on his taunts of calling me a "****ing ***hole". His voice slowed down a bit, no longer shouting, more like angrily muttering.
BS: Did I agree to have a nice day? You're going to get it man. You're going to get what's coming to you. (more muttering and fist raising)
Me: Dude, I'm wishing you a nice day, it's fine you don't agree. It's okay man, everything is fine.
Light turns agree, and as expected, he cuts in front of me, turns left. I was honestly a little surprised at how focused BS was in his road rage - no racial epithets, things about my mother, etc. so I guess I was a little impressed. Maybe if I goaded him a little he would've thrown in a few racially charged insults. But anyway, told my wife that someone tried to pick a fight with me at a light, told her the story, and she was like "eh, that's it? I just keep the window closed, let them fume" and I was like, hey for me that was pretty stressful! I was prepared to fight him, not sure if he was going to come over to my car!
Anyway, that was my adventure for the day. I don't think I've seen random road rage in the last decade towards me, so fun times! Back to EDDs and VINs and whatnot.