Here we go again:
So I’m driving back from the supermarket. I come to an intersection. I get in the far right lane. The light is red. On the other side of the intersection, roughly 2-3 car lengths down, there is a bus parked in the far right lane. The Volvo next to me starts to do that rev-the-engine-to-start-fast-off-the-line-so-the-guy-next-to-me-can’t-get-in-front-of-me-because-there’s-a-bus-over-there-in-his-lane rock back and forth. Whatever. So there is some traffic behind him and I know if I don’t beat him off the line I’ll be stuck for awhile. So he’s rocking, light goes green, of course I beat him off the line and with more than enough space (I’m really not just painting this in a light that makes me look good, I really had plenty of space to get into his lane), I merge to the left because of the aforementioned bus. Now this dude in his Volvo starts to hardcore tailgate me. So I tap my brakes to back him off. He backs off, but then right back on me. So now I slow down to roughly 15-20 mph. He backs off. We pass another intersection and I’m about a half block from my turn into my apartment. I get into the right lane and slow down a lot because it’s a pretty sharp turn into the lane to my apartment. Now here’s where I admit I pulled a bit of a childish thing, but I turned and stared at the guy as he passed while I was slowing down to turn. It’s important to know I had my blinker on in a proper distance to let people know I was turning in. The Volvo passed me and about two car lengths down the guy stops short of the traffic, turns in his seat and is flipping me the bird. I mean the guy looks late 30s, rolling the family Volvo wagon. I can see he’s yelling too. Emotions get the better of me and I eschew my turn and pull up next to him (he’s still stopped short of the traffic ahead of him to flip me off). I stare him down hard and flip him off as well. I had no traffic ahead of me so I kept going, albeit slowly, flipping him off, made a turn and then went back to my place.
So I ask you, Am I Too Angry?