Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Road rage in NJ

I have said that NJ is famous for road rage. It's truly unbelievable. I could go on forever about the things idiots do around here and sorry ladies but the "soccer moms" are the worst. Many, notice I did not say all, can't be bothered stopping at stop signs even if it means pulling onto a main road and cutting you off. They never use turn signals cause they're on the damn phone and don't have an extra hand. There are way too many narcissistic people in this state who purposely ride on shoulders or in turn-only lanes only to cut back into traffic after passing all of
us "little people." I have said that if you ever wanted to lower the population of this state, you would need only to pass the "right to carry firearms" law and there would be bodies laying
on every highway and suburban street in this state. Maybe an even easier way would be to put everyone on dex. Actually the way people behave here, maybe they already are hopped up on dex.
I am a pretty calm driver. I don't look for trouble but it is hard not to get ticked when someone
does something illegal or damn near runs you off the road coming into your lane and then flips YOU the bird. Getting cut off is an almost daily event. Now add the PMS that accompanies peri-menopause to this mix and I can tell
ya truthfully that if I was on Dex, I would have to stop driving in this state. Yesterday, we went
to a mall I have not been to in probably 15 years. I hate to shop and this is one of the biggest and busiest malls in NJ and it was Labor Day too. We were going to buy one of those sleep number beds and I knew it would be mobbed. So you know what you're in for and you take a deep breath, relax and just deal with it. As I waited in an aisle for a couple to get to their car and pull out, a woman pulled behind me and proceded to honk her horn like crazy along with the old
arm flapping gestures and all. I gestured back that I was waiting for that spot. She did not give a rip. She wanted me to pull over to the side so she could get around me. Now obviously, she did not care that in these very narrow aisles with all these SUV's sticking out I would then not be able to angle my car into that spot without a huge amount of trouble. But the idiot also was not going to be able to make it around my car even if I did pull over the little bit of area that was left. The last time a woman tried something like this, she took the back fender of my mustang with her.
She continues to lay on the horn. I see that there is a handicapped tag hanging from her rearview and she has a man in the passenger seat. They were older than me but finally, I had had it. I put the car in park and start to get out to tell this woman what she can do with her horn
and Tim grabs me and doesn't let me get out. He later regretted this as she still did not stop and
the woman pissed him off too. So I put my car in reverse so my back-up lights went on and
got a little bit of satisfaction from the worried look on her face and she quick put her car in reverse but had nowhere to go. I must say that this tactic was much more fun when I had a stick
shift. You could put the car in reverse and hit the gas like hell with the clutch in and it makes it
more entertaining to watch their reaction. Finally the people got out of the spot and I pulled in but obnoxious lady, if you're out there, here's a few tips. 1. If you don't have any patience whatsoever, do not go to the Garden State Plaza on a huge sale day. 2. Do not beep incessantly at a sleep-deprived, worn out caregiver who has PMS. Truth be told, you are lucky my husband was in that car. You darn near got WAY more than you bargained for. I had seen a bumper sticker that I just loved on the computer or somewhere. I never thought I'd see it on a car lest
I was tooling around in Texas. I finally saw one on a guy's car just a few weeks ago and I laughed.
It says, "Keep honking, I'm re-loading." I'd love to put this on the mommy van but somehow think the moms of Olivia's friends might be just a little nervous about play dates and carpooling if I was sportin' that beauty. It's temping though! So here is a final lesson to any road ragers that might be reading. An old school friend of my sister was a chronic road rager. He looked for a challange everytime he drove. If someone passed him on the highway, he thought they were
looking for a race. So one day, it all caught up with him. I believe he was still in his 20's(it's quite some time ago now). He starts road raging someone on a busy highway near us and loses control of his pick-up in the process and flips the thing into a pole. He died. His family was devastated but everyone that knew him was not surprised. And these darn cell phones! A few years back, they landed a medivac helicopter at my daughter's schoolyard. Seems a woman a few towns away was talking on her cell phone with her 2 kids in the car. She ran a red light and got hit by a bus. Her kids were banged up. One had a broken pelvis. The mom was in bad shape. This was so heartbreaking. She lingered for a week in the hospital and then died. I know. Stinky stories but they are true and stuff like this happens every darn day. Look people, like the "High School Musical"
song says, "we're all in this together." So take a chill pill, be considerate, get off the damn phone
and drive for Pete's sake!!!!!!!! AND PLEASE DO NOT beep or flip birds at caregivers with PMS.

4 comments:

Kevin said...

Yeah! give it to 'em. If I had a dime for every time someone here saw my fire truck coming, lights and sirens and GUNNED IT OUT IN FRONT OF THE TRUCK or just pulled out, oblivious while chatting on the phone...well, you know. Here in P-ton, it's always a Range Rover. Always. Too bad I've got good reflexes and a conscience, because a fire truck will flatten a Range Rover without much of a scratch.

tim's wife said...

Ha! My money's on the fire truck too. Tim used to have a big Bronco that had a lift kit, 35" tires and dual exhaust so it sounded tough too. We got cut off much less with that rig but when we did, man was it tempting to plow them. He got in an accident with it once and wound up on top of a girl's camaro "BIGFOOT car crusher" style. She screamed and cried over her "one step from the junkyard before the wreck" car. Tim wished he had his camera.

La Cootina said...

My #1 Peeve is the phone dialers/texters. The other day, a woman was coming directly at me in a Jag. There was plenty of room in her lane, but she wasn't paying attention and had wandered over, perfectly aligned for a head-on collision. I finally honked - she looked up, stunned! - and jerked her wheel to the right at the last second. I wonder if I did the right thing. After all, I have an air bag, and I'm quite impoverished...

La Cootina said...

P.S. She was busy texting at the time...