You just have to act crazier than him. If he gets out and comes at you, get out and yell like you're crazy and run at him. I guarantee he'll either get back in his vehicle and leave, or shoot. One or the other...
In all seriousness though, I've pretty much got all of that crap out of my system. Occasionally someone will really piss me off and I'll say something to them at a stoplight, possibly start yelling at them, but I usually just take a deep breath and try to focus on letting my blood pressure drop back down.
Same... Not worth my time, or a criminal record, just to try and teach some ignorant jerk who will never learn, a lesson.
I have found that brake checking, slowing down, all of that has a tendency to cause much risk to my life. I just throw on my 4 ways and pull off the road, better to waist some momentum and 5 mins than risk a hostile encounter. Cant carry the .357 Mag onto the base (where I work) so I keep a tire iron within reach, just in case the hostile encounter were to arise.
I also learned that leaving 15 mins earlier and going 2mph under the speed limit has GREATLY reduced my blood pressure! I no long find myself swearing at the dumb ***** that cut me off, because she is doing 67, and I am doing 58 in the slow lane. Life is good.
- I was riding to work yesterday when I observed a female
driver cut right in front of a pickup truck, causing the
driver to swerve onto the shoulder to avoid hitting her.
This evidently angered the driver enough that he hung his
arm out his window and gave the woman the finger.
"Man, that guy is stupid," I thought to myself. I always
smile nicely and wave in a sheepish manner whenever a female
does anything to me in traffic and here's why: I drive 48
miles each way every day to work; that's 96 miles each day.
Of these, 16 miles each way are bumper-to-bumper. Most of
the bumper-to-bumper is on an 8-lane highway. There are 7
cars every 40 feet for 32 miles. That works out to be 982
cars every mile, or 31,424 cars.
Even though the rest of the 32 miles is not
bumper-to-bumper, I figure I pass at least another 4,000
cars. That brings the number to something like 36,000 cars
that I pass every day. Statistically, females drive half of
these. That's 18,000 women drivers! In any given group of
females, 1 in 28 has PMS. That's 642. According to
Cosmopolitan, 70% describe their love life as dissatisfying
or unrewarding. That's 449. According to the National
Institute of Health, 22% of all females have seriously
considered suicide or homicide. That's 98. And 34% describe
men as their biggest problem. That's 33. According to the
National Rifle Association, 5% of all females carry weapons,
and this number is increasing.
That means that every single day, I drive past at least one
female who has a lousy love life, thinks men are her biggest
problem, has seriously considered suicide or homicide, has
PMS, and is armed.
And yall think its bad up there, try driving for a week in South Florida. I brake checked a tailgater and at the next light, he pulled a crowbar out and said he would "Kick my ***" if I did it again. Figured out it's best just to be level headed and let the *******es just keep going
I stayed with my mom for a few months down in Kissimmee. The majority of people there drive 5-10MPH under the speed limit... That and traffic laws just don't seem to apply to them. I wasn't bothered too much by it, but my wife and my mom almost always flipped their lid when driving.
Tailgaters usually get a bright light in their eyes from me. I just flash it a couple of times and they tend to get the idea. While brake checking seems like a good idea, I don't want to sit around for however long to talk to the cops and fill out insurance paperwork.