I slammed on the brakes and she had to turn her wheel to go around my front bumper as I'm in the middle of the intersection. She's on her cell phone (OF COURSE) and she's staring at me like I'm the fucking idiot who almost caused the accident. She stops, too, in front of my car to stare at me, and then, shaking her head continues on.
So now I'm pissed off. She can't give me that look! She's the one...! I now have an impulse to follow her car. It's a strong impulse. But what am I gonna do? Beat her up? I have a two year old in the back seat. What I really wanted to do is make her walk with me to the intersection and review the FACTS of the incident:
Me: Hey there. We almost had an accident, eh?
Her: Well, you...
Me: (cutting her off) No, no, no. That was a RHETORICAL question. So listen. Do you see that LARGE red octagon?? Um-hmm...it's red, see it there? Out here, in civilized society, we call that a 'STOP sign'. Yeah. And when you SEE one of those you are supposed to...STOP. Contrary to your apparent belief it is not a 'Plow Through At Ramming Speed And Kill a Beautiful Young Mother and Her Adorable Yet Precocious Two Year Old Sign'.
Me: (again, not allowing her to speak) But hey. You fucked up. I get it. Nobody is perfect. What I would really like to talk to you about is the LOOK that you gave ME after you almost crushed the front end of my car. You may be unaware of this, HOWEVER, when you fuck up and almost hit someone else's car you are not ALLOWED to look at them like THEY are the idiot. No! You are supposed to shrug your shoulders, put a surprised look on your face and put your hand up in a stationary wave that says, "YIKES! I almost hit you there!! So...sorry about that!"
Her: Ehhhh...
Me: OK. I can see that I've confused you. I'm not surprised. Let's go through this again. I'll try to speak more slowly for you: You. Failed. To. Stop. At. The. Fucking. Stop. Sign! Do. It. Again. And. I'll. Kick. You. Until. You're. DEAD. Got it?? Super. Have a nice day now.
And then I'd walk away muttering about what a giant ass hat she is but feeling good, knowing that I've made this planet a better place then when I found it because I schooled this chick on the proper etiquette of almost causing an accident.
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1 - The do-able: A loud speaker system with which I could broadcast something like "WHAT PART OF ALL-WAY STOP DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?"
2 - Dreamworld superpower: The ability to pyrokinetically set the back seat (or in this case the cell phone) on fire and watch from a distance as hilarity ensues.
I'm still quick tempered but I just flip them off now.
Now I'm all upset for you. :o)
Thanks. I feel better now.
I'm also suspicious that many of our neighbors believe that having the more expensive car gives them the right-of-way, no matter who arrives at the intersection first.
"Ah, asshole neighbor in the Mercedes goes before the Escalade, then the Lexus, then me in my lowly Accord - even though I've been sitting here for five minutes."
I've been thinking of writing a post about it, but I doubt I could top yours.
Kudos :)
Daniel, OOoooohhhh...I LOVE the way your mind works! Either power would have been immensely helpful...
Bee, I thought about flipping her off as she needed some sort of message that she was being a total ass. But I worried that it wouldn't send a clear enough message that SHE was in the WRONG. Grrr...I'm getting mad at her again....
Kathy, I really thought about chasing her. But after all of the smoke cleared I would have to explain to my husband why I was in the pokey and that child protection services had our 2 year old in an undisclosed location.
Armadillo! You MUST post something about that...it's hilarious! Stoptional! bwhahahaha! And then the pecking order at intersections... It is seriously funny. Seriously.
AND thanks for the Kudos! I love how you say it.... :))