I am not someone who is afflicted with road rage. Thus far, I’ve managed to avoid it as successfully as I’ve avoided poison ivy. Mostly due to circumstances and safety (Andy is usually driving me in Albany, and when I go to Boston I tend to zen out at the wheel or channel my inner Broadway diva.) But sometimes, like on Wolf Road when someone is trying to make a left out of Trader Joe’s, or when someone is texting, I find myself veering into rageful territory.
Such was the case when I was following this car the other day. It was going somewhat slow, but, not being in a rush, I stayed behind it. (It’s such a chore to change lanes sometimes.) Anyway, we reached a stop light and came to a halt. When it turned green all the other lanes were moving except ours. Now, I’m honestly not someone who beeps the moment the light turns green. I know people like that. I am not one of them, I promise you. But this was excessive, and after the slow driving I was starting to think the person had fallen asleep. So I beeped. He didn’t jump. He merely looked up from his phone and started driving again, slowly, and going back to, you guessed it, texting.
Some of us pride ourselves on being rebels. God knows I try to be. But there are certain things, laws mostly, that I don’t rebel against. When it comes to safety and driving, I’ve reached the age where it’s not funny. I’ve had my share of speeding tickets, but that’s it, and I haven’t had one of those in about ten years, knock on wood. When it comes to texting while driving, I am adamantly opposed. It’s as dangerous as drunk driving, and just as stupid. So when I see someone doing it (there are tons on the Mass Pike) it truly bothers me. When I see someone do it on Wolf Road, when a car can sneak into your lane without a moment’s notice, I get really irked. When I see someone do it who is driving a Lyft car, well, you get a blog post like this which I’ll tweet out while tagging the Lyft twitter account.
PS – Is that a Fraternity in Christ license frame?
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