I really do love that song! But I grew up on Cash songs.Its not just like that, I know my dad, I see him a couple times a month and he was around my entire childhood, we hunt together, fish together, go prospecting together and have sat drinking crown royal for hours on end laughing at Lewis Backs comedy.I didnt have a bad childhood, but it was rough.
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Road Rage.
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Yes Yes, it is an old post, but somethign happened today, something that I think brings this topic back to relevence and warrants adding a post to this thread.It may well ofbeen better off added to a thread by No1sexpot, but i cant think of what her more recent thread was titled and am currently feelign to wipe out to go searching for it, an i wanted to post this now while the incident was fresh in my head.When we discuss raod rage, it always ends up going into how we shouldnt over react, how screaming and yelling and flipping hte bird and offering ot pull people from thier car and whoop thier ass is not the right thing to do, even though its what i normally do in that situation.Today was no different.I had to go prep a job in town, and take some measurements and cut some shit back so that I can do the actual work on it, so I go do tht, I am working outside in the fucking heat, sweating my balls off, run out of my drink, the house is currently empty, so no way to refill a water, and there is no shade, so I finish what im on and now iM rather pissy and feel like shit, and really rather irritable.I get in teh car and head home, make a left at the light to turn onto main and head out for the highway.Some fucking cock knocker, makesa right on the other side of te intersection during my green arrow and cuts me off by turning into my lane, arther then his own on the road we are both turngin into, i ock up the brakes, swerve to th far lane rather then the closest that im supposed to turn into and he takes off, so I stomp on the gas and get along side of him at the next light so that I can yell and scream and offer to bust his fucking head for him.as my window goes down, he turns and looks at me, holds his hands up like "fuck, what can I say, Im retarded, my bad, I fucked up" and then flips himself off, and smacks himself in th face, and hold his hands up like " is that good enough ?? "Iv never seen this aproach to diffusing a situation before. Not atleast on the road.Normally Im looking forward to getting out of the car and hitting someone, in this case however, I could exactly feel good about kicking someones ass who admitted he fucked up and even punished himself.Maybe when people fucked up, if they took credit for the fuck up, instad of acting with rage to the people they jsut cut off fit would stop alot of the bullshit that results from driving with other assholes of the road ?Anyone else ever seen this approach to not having your ass beat?Used it themselves?Admit that they fucked up and take the blame for an incident or near miss ?Have any thoughts on it at all, aside form teling me to not bring up old posts?like I said in the beginning, this seemed worthy enough to me to warrant dreging up this old post. it totaly astounded me and I no longer felt like i should kick his ass over it.It actually took the fight out of me.
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It took me by complete suprise, I went for pissed as hell to well he knows he fucked up, thats the important thing, no point in yelling at him.the bastard not only fucked up, he then took the fun out of me telling him he fucked up.
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I dont get mad when I drive.
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hes one of the people that piss me off!I had some guy up on my ass on I-15, Rush hour traffic around ogden is the shits, just as you get past the city it starts speeding back up and the freeway instead of moving at 3 mph it starts getting back up to the 75 mph limit.Just as I strt getting up around 60, no hurry, traffic a good 4 car length in front of me (I like a bit more stopping distance then the books suggest) and taking off at the same rate of aceeleration as I was and some ass wipe bastard is on my ass. looking in my rear view I can tse the front of his fucking hood he was so far up my ass.I was alone. Since I had no kids I said fuck this and was going to lock up my brakes and let the bastard hit me. Instead i just touched my left foot to the brake pedal, not even enough to cause any braking, just enough to get the lights to come on.Dick head locked his up, looking in my mirror I could watch his face change from "get the fuck out of my way" to " OH SHIT ! "he went sideways, off off hte road and into the dirt, overcorrected, and rolled the fucking car 3 times and down into the median.I hat bastards that ride up my ass. if I can see facial expressions in my rear view, and cant see the front of the car, the fuckers are way to close.Had we been on a city road at lower speeds Id of locked my brakes up and let him plow into me.The beauty of being hit from behind is that its alwasy the guy that plowed into your asses fault.As to dickhead rollig his car, i pulled over, I called 911, I filled out a police report as a witness. Noone ever called me to court, I have no idea what happend to the guy, but I bet he never ran his car up anyone elses ass again.
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lol serves him right the only time im anywhere near that close is a stop sign or light,even though im usually back enough where i could get out if need be, and i usually try and stay a good bit behind people
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I've wanted to do that so badly not too long ago, but I have a nice car and I can't chance someone hitting me.
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Eh, I can always replace a car, and that is what insurance is for.Everyone bitches about drivers in Cali, I swear i prefer them to the ones here.I was going down teh freeway in Cali, between San Diego an Anahime, headed for disneyland, and a truck about 3 car lengths in front of me dropped a big ass board and some debri off its flat bed. cars ontehsie of me slowed down or sped upf and let me get over in time to avoid hitting it, traffic never got screwed up and there was no accidents, and I didnt have to wipe out my car on the shit in the road. here, iv seen tires and boxes inteh road a half mile ahead in an empty lane and cars on both sides wil keep speed with you and watch you hit the damned thing.Sure Iv been passe on the shoulder in some turns on the freeways around San DIego, most times right there by LaMesa were it cuts around the corner by the (what atleast once was) the big bear grocery store, but in Utah I see the shit all the time, and people that ar inteh far left lane, dont get over soon enough to make the exit, they sut lock up brakes and wait for traffic to clear for them to get over 3 lanes and have to cut shaprly to get off the exit, or they jsut go an fuck anyone who happens to be along side of them. For all thebad said about drivers in Cali, Iv had much better experienes and fewer near misses driving there then i have had here.I remeber flying in to the San Diego airport not so many years ago, renting a car an hitting the freeway just in time for rush hour traffic. i was heading for bird of paradise lane on Mt Camrex, right on the border between La Mesa and El Cahone, where my uncle lived at the time, and it took me 3 fucking hours to get there, most of that time I was sitting, when we move it was feet at a time. To get to the the beach th next day where I had motel reservations (damned if I can think of the name of it but its the one right near th airport and on imperial beach) and with the lack of heavy heavy traffic, it took me about 30 minutes.the one thing i hate about cali is that traffic ! but th bonus of In N' Out burgers almost makes up for that.fThe next day I drove back to the
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Insurance or not.. I just bought the car less than a year ago. I'll pass on the fixing it shit.. I already had it keyed and the rear bumper replaced cuz some guy backed into it and creased the rear corner bumper. No thanks. I want my baby in pristine shape.
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The beauty of being hit from behind is that its alwasy the guy that plowed into your asses fault.The non-beauty is that they may not have insurance, and you will have to drive a crappy rental that you or your insurance (if you have rental coverage) will have to pay for. Depending on your state, if you make a claim against your own insurance, even if it is not your fault, your insurance company will screw you. Plus, if your time is worth anything, you will be filling out forms and spending time on the phone that could better be spent drinking beer and watching basketball on TV. And after all that, your car might get bent badly, and will have to be repainted. It will never again be like it was.And since so many people don't know how to buckle in baby seats, or how to restrain their kids, you might wind up sending one or more of them into the windshield.Even if the other folks have insurance, you will be out your deductible until they pay up.Plus, if you live where I live, there's a good chance (was that a pun?) that you'll get shot if you pull something like that.All in all, a bad idea.
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i rarely get angry when someone screws up on the road...it happens...well, then again, there are exceptions. like one time, i was driving my brother somewhere, and when i went to get onto the freeway, there was this guy next to me, only like right behind me so i didnt quite have room to get over. Instead of slowing down, he sped up. i dont know what the hell had gotten into him, but i ended up having to drive on the shoulder until the idiot finally got over, because apparently he didnt have brakes or something. but yeah, grvykllr, i would say that would actually solve alot of problems if more people did what that guy did to you. i might start doin that whenever i screw up.
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lol i do that wel lto a degree,its the merging vehicles problem not mine,now if i have appropriate chance sure ill either get over or speed up but its not like a can reach out and guide the persons friggin vehicle
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well i mean he was right behind me. if he had slowed down just a bit i could have gotten over. it made me angry.
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well was there anyone behind him for awhile? if so you couldve just as easily slowed down
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I do believe it was a pun.
point taken by the way, Its not a great idea, but its what I have done in the past. Its also what ill likely do in the future should the need to do something arise again in similar circumstances. -
My father drummed the idea into me of letting stuff go when some other driver screws you over. It's OK to yell and scream and curse, but not to extend a middle finger. I didn't learn the lesson quite perfectly, but I try to focus on my breathing if someone cuts me off and doesn't even use their blinkers while they're doing it. Sometime I yell insults at the windshield.My father's idea was justified by the news reports. I don't pay much attention to such things now, but there were a lot of stories of people shooting each other over traffic disputes (among many other things). There are a lot of people driving around with guns in their pockets, under their car seats, in their glove compartments, etc. This is probably not the safest place to be a police officer.
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im not sure. i think there was a car behind him though.
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well see if there was than sure he was being a dick otherwise it is the merging persons responsibility,lol my dad is a truck driver and he said a bunch of people have flipped him off and honked at him because he wouldnt go over considering hes driving a big ass semi with a trailer it aint that easy,he said one guy just wouldnt understand and actually hit one of those orange construction cones
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I probaly lerned alot of it from my dad as well, hes now over 70 and ust last summer i watched him lay some guy out who refused to get out of the car to fight. One punch, the guy hit the horn with his head and it hadnt stopped honking in one long drawn tone by the time he got back into the truck and we pulled away.Iv always been around violence, and grew up in a small town, iv ha my ass beat more then once, especially affter I had moved to the major city in my area.I can say though that new yorkers for some reason seem to think they are tough no matter what.I was working for 2 of them that formed a carpet cleaning buisiness and moved to utah a few years ago while we were out on strike.One day in themorning eeting at 6 am while hes yelling at us tellig us " Im not a fucking faggy ! you fuckers are fucking e ! ya make my ass hole this big, Im from new york ! wanna fuck around ill beat your ass and send ya out da door!"so I told him to go fuck himself, and he never layed a hand on me before I hit him 3 times, after that he didnt want any more.The final straw was when I got my check and th bank told me they couldnt cash it as there were not enough funds in dipshits account, I went back to work, and first quit my job in front of the class they were teaching of new recruits, and told them why, then beat his ass til he coughed up the money I was owed from his wallet, and the small and petty cash fund.Iv done alot of stupid shit, Im probally actually ucky to be alive and not in prison.The guy the other night pissed me off, but I really fdidnt care so much after he addmitted knowing he was wrong and that he fucked up, i think thats what pisses me off so much about it is that they do it, and act like im the fuck head because they dont do anything wrong, its my fault i was in thier way, im the dumb ass.Him admitting he fucked u and taking responsability for it, mellowed me right out.
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well its possible, maybe there wasnt anyone behind him, honestly the thought never even occurred to me to hit the brakes, i was too busy waiting for him to get over, i guess. but yeah, that would really suck, i think, hitting one of those construction cones. especially around where i am, alot of times when theres construction theyll be tearing up some road and putting new cement in, so theres the construction cones, and a huge drop after them, so yeah, you could REALLY get screwed if your car went outta control and you went over them.