So I wondered to myself when is the appropriate time to teach your children about road rage? Well the answer for me was...today. Okay...so MAYBE 2013 is not starting off as great as I was hoping it would. I have had a case of the meanies lately. I mean down right grumpy person. I'm really not sure why..maybe it was too much family time. Too many times of hearing my mother tell me how she never did "that" when she was a parent. Dealing with some of the amazingly almost impossibly stupid people who make up what I call "family"...see I'm mean!! I'm a little bit more viscous then normal... feisty if I may go so far. Feisty is cute right?? Well it all came to a head this morning. I mean full out 2 cups of coffee mom in mini van on a rainy day dropping her middle school child off at school kind of way.
So the school is literally right outside our neighborhood. It takes less then a 2 minutes if I was the only car on the road....ah...what a wonderful world that would be. Since it's raining and here and in Texas drivers have no idea what water on the road means (no accident happened here I promise) I left a few minutes early. I pull out of our neighborhood to find a line waiting to make a left hand turn into the school that stretched all the way up to Oklahoma. ( I exaggerate here a bit). So I wait my turn in line. When I get up in the front I see part of the reason for the line is our local police man has decided to PARK in the middle of the road so he can clock people. So I sit there and try my darnedest to see around him so I don't get smashed by a car going the opposite direction. The mini van behind me starts to honk at me. Yea..okay I get it...you want to pull in and so do I idiot. Then to my surprise I see this same mini van decide to pull out and make a left hand turn BEFORE me. I do believe Hannah checked her seat belt at this point when I said something like "The hell you didn't"..and pressed my gas to catch up to this giant B. I know all she did was go ahead of me but for some reason this morning it really crushed my crackers. So she flies through the parking lot like an idiot and almost runs a kid over. Now my blood was boiling...I mean I was going to tell this women words that probably have never come out of my mouth before. I pull into the spot right next to her van and while her child gets out I stared her down with the meanest look I have EVER had on my face. If her head could have blown up from the glare I swear it would have. Once her child had cleared she flies out of the space backward almost hitting two cars and the curb doing so. She gets in line to pull out the "main" drive. I always take the side road near the stadium. We meet up again at the stop sign. Now I ALWAYS let the cars waiting to pull out go. It's kind of a nice thing to do...I don't have to be cause I have the right away (no stop sign) but nice is nice right. NOT THIS TIME...I drove right by and glared at her with that same mean glare.
Maybe tomorrow I will be nice...:)