BRONG said:
I had a wild road rage incident Saturday as well. I was walking in a parking lot with my 14 year old son when this lady came barreling into the lot from the street in an SUV. She was going way too fast and was heading toward my son who was about 10 feet behind me. I turned around quickly to run towards my son and push him out of the way. Unfortunately I wiped out and ended up going ### over tea kettle, nearly cracking my head open on the pavement. The lady skidded to a stop a few feet in front of us.
Even though I was hurt, my adrenalin kicked in and I leaped to my feet and ran over to the SUV. As a parent, you can imagine how protective you get when you feel like your kid is in danger. I yelled at the lady and told her to slow down. I was ready to let it go at that, but then she defiantly looks at me and says, "you should worry about yourself" or something like that. No apology. No concern if I had been hurt.
At that point I went absolutely ballistic. I swore at the lady and whacked her truck as she drove away. She looked pretty rattled so I thought for sure she would just drive away somewhere else. But then she has the nerve to drive into the parking lot and park her car about 50 feet away from me. That just set me off even more. I'm not proud of what I did next, but it had to be done. I told my son to stay in the car and I ran over to the lady's SUV. To say I gave her a verbal ### whooping would be a gross understatement. At one point I got so hot that I gave serious consideration to flipping her SUV over - with her in it. As tempted as I was to do something crazy I somehow managed to keep it entirely verbal.
Like I said, I'm not proud of what I did, but I'm not ashamed of it either. I don't think it would have been so bad if my son hadn't been involved. Little guy almost got run over. I am pretty sure that if I didn't have such a dramatic wipeout trying to push him out of the way she would have clipped him. I definitely felt like I had a run-in with the devil. Just glad I didn't flip the truck. Would have landed me in jail and probably cost me my job.
LOL, you couldn't be MORE proud.
Actually I was involved in a very similar situation. Some broad in a 40 foot tractor trailer came screaming into the truck stop and scared my poodle. Now this was not the proudest moment of my life, but i raced over there and gave her a piece of my mind. Unfortunately i must have had my voice raised, because every piece of glass in the entire parking lot shattered. Now I was ready to let it go at that, but i look down and, get this, the lady is actually still there. I asked her what her problem was, and did she realize she nearly scared my poodle, and she had the damned nerve to start crying. Now i'm not a mind reader, but just by looking at her I could tell what she was thinking, "Does this guy even lift?". Pfft, obviously at that point what happened next I wasnt really responsible for, because i barely remember chucking her truck across the expressway. As far as I'm concerned that would have been it, but I look up and, seriously guys, the lady actually had managed to get out and start running away. I mean she's literally sending the message to everybody around 'hey, this dude probably works his glam muscles all day and barely hits the squat bar. I'll show him how you run'. Look, i'm not proud of it, but when you're talking about a dude that works lower body three days a week you can understand why i jumped 50 yards through the air to land in front of her. Now here's the weird part, I never actually landed. I mean, the adrenaline was really pumpin now, so when i came down in front of her, i didnt actually come all the way to the ground, just like those stories you hear about somebodys kid getting pinned underneath a car and the adrenaline gives them the power of flight. Like I said, this was far from my proudest moment, but if i had to do it all over again, I would do it exactly the same way. Except without accidentally melting the lady's face with these beams that sometimes shoot out of my eyes. Not proud of it though.