An incident today reminded me of this thread, and solidified my definition of a bad driver. . . . So we managed to merge over, and he shouted some choice words at me because I had honked my horn at him, as if I was the one who was rude.
Sounds like he was not just an idiot, but a potential "road rager." Just as well you kept on going.
At this point I'll step up on my soap box about how I deal with road rage / bad drivers. Now, there, was a time when I'd reply in kind to curses, rude gestures, etc., . . . but I haven't been an (occasionally) hotheaded 17 year old for a long time, and I now live in Texas, where people can be licensed to carry guns . . . and if you're only carrying a gun in your car and not on your person, you don't even need a license.
Now, picking a fight with someone who may be armed is the mark of a
fool . . . and I don't really care about what a fool thinks of me.
So if other driver cusses, flips me the bird, or whatever . . . I smile, wave, shrug, and let the idiot think I'm apologizing for whatever the heck he thinks I did. Inside, I'm probably seething . . . and mentally calling him every name in the book . . .
but I don't let any of that show.Normally, the incident is over in less time than it takes to write about it. But if it escalates, I'm going to be darned sure ALL the escalation is on HIS part.
The idiot gets to drive off thinking he's Alpha Male King of the Road . . . and I get to drive off and go about my business without having to use deadly force to defend myself or my passengers. (Remember what I said about firearms in Texas.
) No gun brandished, no shots fired, no police, no grand jury, no dead bodies . . .
That's a good ending in my book.