Monday, January 25, 2010

Irritating Day

Thought it was going to be a good day; I was wrong. Just irritable all day at strange things. Bossy know-it-alls. Significant others of friends being obtuse. Drinking protein drink instead of eating. The cause? Perhaps.

Errands to run for the Boss. Pick up new sunglasses and prescription, which I had just filled at a different dose but now the doctor has sent me a lower dose. Should be good, but still. Irritating to have to change it after just filling at the other dose. Grrrr.

Then. To top it off. I'm driving down the section line road to get home, rural area just past the park. Lady with big blonde hair driving green soccer mom van starts tailgating me and tries to pass me! I don't think so, scooter. It wasn't like I was being slow. No. At least ten miles over limit, so I was doing probably 60 MPH anyway. On a road that seems sparsely traveled, only it has more traffic than one might think. And she's gonna pass me? I think not. Yours truly pulls into middle of road to block the pass. I know, mybad. I got honked at and there was the waving of arms. Probably good 1/4 mile in middle of road.
Then there was the stop sign which we immediately had to stop at, and I made sure I did a full stop because by this time, there was oncoming traffic on other side of stop sign.

Oh yes, I stopped fully at that stop sign. Signaled too. More waving of arms by soccer mom. I waved back something in particular. Turned right. She went straight without stopping at sign behind me.

This wasn't the day to pass me. Non-passive aggressive, that's me.

11 comments:

Karl said...

Good afternoon Pam,

Don't fall into the road rage trap, let the nut cases blow by you. Then you can smile and wave when you drive by them in a ditch or pulled over by one of the county's finest.

Sorry, I missed you yesterday. Great take. Did Billy Idol have three albums with the same name or were those three album covers for the same record?

Pam said...

Hi Karl, thanks for stopping by. Yes I know about the road rage, I'm not usually the type to do something like that. Anyway, I have no idea about Billy's album covers, but I found those three and couldn't decide between them, so used them all!

Milk River Madman said...

Pam,

Sometimes you gotta do what ya gotta do.

Boxer said...

I read that woman are more prone to road rage, especially Soccer Moms, because they get into these big bad-boy cars and feel POWER. Me? I know I shouldn't, but I'm pretty happy to "innocently" block people if they're trying to pass illegally, etc., but because I live in a city I keep it down because I don't need/want my back window shot out.

Here's hoping you had a calm Tuesday. A.I. Tonight!

TROLL Y2K said...

You've inspired a WHERE and WHO are the worst drivers TROLL POLL.

I'm guessing Oklahomans aren't generally terrible drivers. Everyplace has SOME bad ones.

Kymical Reactions said...

((hug))

SO, lady in front of me pulls out her checkbook and writes a check. Who does that anymore?? Well guess what. Of course there is some sort of issue, and the little cashier has to call a manager over. Turns out, her check is declined and she isn't happy about it. She proceeds to cause a scene right there in isle 5 of Crest. She is there every week and uses her debit card and writes checks all the time. She just got money out of the ATM and she knows there is plenty of money in her bank account. And that manager had better try to run her check again. And again. And again. I kid you not; this went on for nearly 10 minutes.

Do you know me? Do you know what I was doing? Of course you do. I was glaring at her, begging her to glance at me, so I could let loose what I (and everyone in line behind me) was thinking. Oh, I was already saying things, not so quietly, under my breath. Shifting my weight from leg to leg about every 30 seconds. Letting out non discrete sighs. Shaking my head and tapping my foot. Yeah, you know exactly what I was doing.

Then it happened. She looked at me, and I said along the lines of "Look lady, arguing with the manager isn't going to make money magically appear in your account, so why don't you save yourself a shred of dignity and just accept the fact that you wrote a hot check and they aren't going to let you screw them over."

She looked at me like she had no idea what I was talking about and couldn't believe that a perfect stranger would talk to her like that. Anyway, she finally abandoned her groceries and huffed and puffed her way out of the store.

I feel your bad day pain. Hope it gets better soon.

Pam said...

Milky: I agree.

Boxie: I think you might be right. She seemed very empowered. And entitled. Probably voted for Obama.

Trolly: The worst drivers (for me) are young men (the ones with the high insurance rates, for a reason) .. too risky, too fast, too close, always in a hurry for no good reason.

Kymmie: Grrrrhahahhahaha. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, eh? Maybe a few years in retail management gave you the right to make that statement. That's my guess. xoxoxo hugs to you too. When is mom/Kym day?

carmar76 said...

Seriously today was just an irritating day all around. Phase of the moon? Alignment of stars? I don't know, but I was feeling it, and my nephew was feeling it. We were both cranky pants, yet happy, today. How odd is that?!

And I've done just what you did to drivers who irritate me. And I'm one of those annoying check writers, but if ever there's a problem coupled with a long line, I promise I don't waste everyone's time! : )

K9 said...

uh oh...somebodys on a liquid diet? arm yourself pam! grrhahahaha i hate irritating days but at least they tend to group up leaving you with some un marred days. right?


im with karl on road ragers after i got into a tiff with a guy. i passed him in the last seconds of a 2 lane that funneled into one lane. i was way faster than him but for some reason it made him made. at the stop light i looked in my rear view mirror and he was gone..and at my window bitching up a storm. i was in a kind of bad way as i was blue from closing down my moms house after she went to the nursing home. so i got out and said "what are you going to do? kill me? go ahead"

he didnt.

he had the hairstyle known as "ape drape" and wore a wife beater t-shirt. very nice.

K9 said...

kym! you badass! grrrrrrrrrherherhahahaha

Brit Gal Sarah said...

Oh dear, I'd have gone into full rr mode! Soccer moms in SUV that are all about posing rather than utility really pee me off!