I (heart) road rage.

So at a 4-way stop, the only real rule is that if nobody gets hit, everyone wins. There are rules of courtesy, like whoever gets there first goes first; rules of right-of-way, like the person in the intersection has the right of way or the person on the right has right-of-way; but really, if there’s an accident, everyone loses. Today, I was following the, “I was here first so I’m going first,” rule, and someone just about ran into me. He didn’t like the fact that I was going when he wanted to, so he honked and I rated his driving, with my right hand, on a scale of 1-to-5. He followed me closely and even turned followed me as I turned and I started my deep breathing and thinking, “What do I have in my car that I can hit him with?”

Fortunately he turned off. He was a porcine dude, and I’m not sure I have the strength to keep whaling on a big dude until he feels me hitting him. I’m lucky I didn’t get out of the car to confront the guy as I’ve done in the past, but you know how it is, even when you’re trying to follow the rules.