Sorry, but I have to vent.
Those who know me know that I'm a pretty nice guy overall. Calm, don't get too excited about anything, blah blah blah.
Today I really wanted to rip someones esophagus out. And run over it.
My day started off crappy anyway, I went to bed around 7:45AM after work, then my brother woke me up around 12:45 saying that we had to clean the house because he had 15 friends on the way over (they're going on a trip). So I had to lurch out of bed after a rough night at work (horrible headache all night) and do my best to move all my RC airplanes (that I was working on) into the garage and do a bunch of little junk. Then the fun began.
I take my roommate to work because he's vehicle-less right now. The trip was uneventful at first, took him by Jack in the Box for lunch, then headed for the mall. He wanted an energy drink, so I stopped by the Shell station on Grapevine Mills Circle. This is where the first incident occurred:
1. As I stopped to turn into their entrance, I have to wait for traffic to clear. This MORON flies up behind me and slams on his brakes. The car in front of me finds a clear spot and makes it to the entrance, and I have to wait again for traffic to clear. And the guy behind me starts honking and throwing his hands up in the air. I'm like wtf? There was no chance I could have made it in the opening I had... at least safely. I take the next opportunity I can find, and he floors it and passes me while turning into the station! Just turned inside me and goes by! I purposely cut sharper than usual and missed his bumper by a few inches, then LAID on my dual CRI horns to let him know he was an idiot.
Level One: Mildly annoyed.
So we make it to the mall just fine, I drop him off, and he tells me he forgot his phone and tells me he'll pay me to go get it. He's my best friend, so naturally, sure I'll get it even though I really just want to go to bed.
Trip back uneventful.
Then the REAL fun begins.
2. Red light on the east end of Dallas Rd turning toward 26 on Texan Trail. A guy in a Mustang (or woman) is poking along to the red light with their left blinker on, and I'm crawling behind them... then we get to the light, I'm ready to follow them to the left, and then they slam on the brakes. And then turn their blinker off and go straight. While people are trying to turn. While I'm in the roadway behind them trying not to get hit by an 18-wheeler that was turning.
Level 1.5: Kinda annoyed
3. I turn onto Texan Trail behind a pickup and head toward 26, going about 50mph. Suddenly the pickup SLAMS on his brakes (I'm nearly sliding into him).... to pick up a guy walking by the road (friend??). And he just stops. After about 1.5 seconds I've had enough and squeal around him.
Level 2: Ticked
4. Finally on the mall's outer road. I think I'm safe. Nope.
Heading down the road with the flow of traffic (about 35mph-maybe 40)... suddenly a MORON in a white pickup pulls out RIGHT in front of me while I slam onto the brakes and lay on my horn. And he STOPS. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD! No, he didn't gas it and get across the road out of everybody's way, he has to STOP. Again, I floor it and go around him.
Level 3: Super pissed
5. Still on the outer road, same speed.
Gray pickup BACKS out into the road about 3 seconds later, right in front of me *sigh*. Again, lay on the horn and dodge away.
Level 4: Very...angry.... KILL
6. 2 seconds later, a woman in a minivan pulls out, again, RIGHT in front of me. You know the drill, brakes, horn, anger. I missed her by about 3 feet.
Level 5: Must... stop... murder feelings... eyes blurring....
I finally make it to the office, drop his phone, and calm down back to Level 3. At this point, when I'm this angry, many times things actually become funny to me because it's so ludicrous.
7. Pull back into the parking lot, turn blindly into a parking lane (truck blocking my view) and nearly get run over by a pickup that was on my side of the road. He gives me a dirty look. I call down the wrath of Kali on him. I'm not laughing.
Level 6: Shaking, hands twitching, keep grabbing for an imaginary AK-47 or RPG launcher. Thoughts of death and destruction. I want to go all apeshizzle on everybody.
All of this occurring in high wind, muggy weather, heavy dust, etc. I'm okay now :(
I rarely get like that but today was just REALLY sucky for me ::Rant::
I'm just glad I have a lot of self control, otherwise there would have been a few lightly damaged drivers side windows. With BLOOD ON THEM. ::Censor::
Okay, I'm alright now. Just had to get it out :D
This is my happy moment in my happy place!!
:D ::Daisy:: ::Grouphug ::Angel:: ::fool:: ::hippi::
BTW, don't think ill of me because of this. I'm really a pretty nice guy. I swear.