I'm turning in a paper tonight on the cultural icon of Jesus. I posted it right before this one.
I have a problem with anger. At least I think I do. The other day I was driving in the Citrus College Parking Lot, probably going a little too fast, and a man walking towards me stumbled into my lane. I slowed down a little bit and as I passed him, I heard him say, "Get off the phone!" I slammed on my brakes, came to a squealing stop and paused for a moment. It was at this time I realized that he had intentionally stepped into my lane to teach me a lesson on how to drive. This hurt me, because I'm the best driver in the world.
I yelled back "WHAT?" (Like I was going to step to these...)
He kept walking away and I stepped on the gas like any angry person would. It wasn't not very dramatic because my car takes 8 miles to get to 50 miles an hour, so the effect wasn't very intimidating, but I was pissed. And I kept thinking about it and wishing I would have stopped and kicked his ass.
And that's not nice. I think it was the realization that it was only pride that kept me angry that humbled me the most. This pride stuff, man, it's gonna get me. Booooo. What if I had just kept going and smiled at him? I guess that sounds simplistic and probably not very realistic, but I was a very ugly person in that car, and that's not helpful.
Time for class. Peace to all.
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hey michael... so I was changing lanes from the right lane to the left lane so that I could turn left and I kinda cut this guy off and then I stayed in the left lane (because this is what you do legally, and this was the one thing that I did not pass on my drivers test in loveland- I went into the right lane after turning left and got points docked) so I intentionally was being legal and this guy that I kinda cut off swerved in front of me and slammed on his brakes and looked at me in the rearview mirror and pointed his finger to the right (like I should have gotten in the right lane.). He looked so mad and so funny. So then he got in the right lane and turned into Citrus college (barranca and foothill). I just continued eating my nutrograin bar with a little smile on my face thinking that he was SO mad about such a LITTLE thing, just like that guy who stepped in front of you was SO mad that you were on the phone. Then I was really happy to know that I look really silly when I get road rage. And that's my story. And I am sticking to it. So just be glad that I did not cut you off because I would be laughing at your silly anger. hee hee.
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