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Sunday, October 6 2002

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Dealing with rage

I read with great interest Jon's and others experiences with road rage this week. Fortunately, when I did drive, I didn't have that problem. Nonetheless, I experience the condition nearly every day with my wife at the wheel. Now, don't get me wrong. She doesn't flip people off and she doesn't curse; well, sort of doesn't curse. Her favorite euphemism is, "That stupid horse's rear-end." Most of her rage comes out through the horn and giving other drivers dirty looks.

When her rage explodes, I usually don't have a clue as to what happened, since I can't see. All I know is that our horn is blasting and there is a "stupid horse's rear-end" around somewhere. Never having been afflicted with this malady myself, my first reaction is to slouch down in the seat and make like I don't know this raving woman. It has always boggled my mind as to how a wonderful, loving, patient woman can change so drastically behind the wheel of a vehicle.

In the early 60s I drove truck in southern California and even then the traffic was horrendous during rush hours and I was able to keep my cool even when drivers risked their lives and mine by pulling in front of my loaded truck. One morning another driver for our company had a large load of plywood to deliver, so I rode with him to help unload. Now, I knew this man to be a loving husband and very good father to his kids. We were only a mile from the warehouse when a lady pulled out in front of us. My buddy waved and had a big smile but all the time was cursing under his breath like I had never heard before. After we recovered from the sudden stop, I asked him why he was smiling when he was so angry. He laughed and said, "A lot of people can read lips."

Then he went on to explain an experience he had had several years earlier. A woman had crossed in front of him and he cursed her and made sure she could read his lips. He then drove home without taking any further notice of the lady driver. When he pulled into his garage, a car pulled into his driveway and the lady he had cursed stepped out of her car and met him as he came out of the garage. Of course, by this time, all his rage was gone but hers wasn't. She kept her lady-like poise but let him know that she didn't appreciate his curses. She then climbed into her car and drove off. He said that was embarrassing but that wasn't the worst. His wife and kids were in the kitchen and had heard the verbal thrashing the lady gave him. He laughed again and said that from then on he always smiles and waves when a driver angers him on the highway so as not to offend someone. And he curses under his breath to relieve his own rage.

T-shirt sayings (ninth of a series)

41. The meek shall inherit the earth after we're through with it.
42. Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.
43. The trouble with life is there's no background music.
44. HAM AND EGGS - A day's work for a chicken; a lifetime commitment for a pig.
45. If there is no God, who pops up the next Kleenex?

—Sent by Mike Harrison

Thought for the day

I asked the Lord to bless you
To guide you and protect you
As you go along your way....
His love is always with you,
His promises are true
No matter what the tribulation
You know He will see us through
So when the road you're traveling on
Seems difficult at best
Give your problems to the Lord
And God will do the rest
.

—Sent by Ted Lewallen

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