Road Rage Idiot

So last Thursday, I made my usual right hand turn out of the school property onto the road after picking Skye up from school.  It was warm but not too warm outside, and I was enjoying the nice weather with my windows down and my sun roof opened.  I looked into my rear view mirror and saw a familiar seen--a driver going at least 20 mph over the school zone speed limit.  Sometimes, these idiots and careless drivers finally get a clue and slow up a bit, but every once in a while I get an impatient driver who ignores the flashing yellow lights of the school zone.  Occasionally, I will have one such driver tail me real close.  Too close.  And I often briefly put my hazards on for such drivers to tell them to back off.  It usually works and they back off for the remainder of the school zone.  Two weeks prior, I did have one such driver tail me and then proceeded to speed up and go around me by using a left hand only turning lane.  However, in that idiot's case, she made her dumb move right in front of a police officer who promptly, lights and all, pulled the traffic offender over.  I felt victorious in my law abiding manner and well the kids just thought the lights and sirens on the police cruiser was exciting!

Anyways... back to this story at hand.  This guy was different.  He came roaring up on my bumper and remained there.  He was less than a foot from my bumper.  I couldn't see his tags, headlights and a good chunk of his hood.  So I did what I usually do.  I mumbled my usual name of idiot and turned on my hazards.  The both girls stopped as I must have mumbled the words louder than normal.  Skye turned around in her seat and remarked how close he was driving.  Though as soon as I used my hazards for a few seconds, the driver got the hint and backed off. 

Now usually this is where my story ends but this was not the case with this idiot driver; because as soon as I accelerated up the hill after the end of the school zone, he roared up to the side of the van and my blind spot and remained there.  My heart started racing.  I shouted idiot a few more times as he rushed up beside me and then stopped.  It was like he was trying to pin me in my lane.  I heard his engine roar with rage as he started to violently accelerate to my door.  I thought he was going to try to drive me off the road.  I proceeded to say "God help us" for which the driver then veered quickly away from me yelling at me while getting in the left hand turning lane.  I blared the daylights out of my horn to let him know I was aware of the crap he just tried to pull and I was going to let everyone around us know what I thought of the idiot driver.  We made our right hand turn with my heart still pounding.  I kept saying idiot over and over again and my hands were shaking a little too.  I kept wondering what kind of angry individual would behave that way in a school zone especially with children on board?  Who could be that angry to get that mad at a law abiding citizen and then start in with road rage with children in the vehicle?

Well, we pulled up to our house with me still making remarks about what had just occurred.  No foul words came out of my mouth during that span of time except may be damn it once under my breath but my name calling of idiot sure did--over and over again.  As we got out of the van with the children upset about what had just occurred Paisley proceeded to say, "But Mommy, you probably will never see that idiot again." She stopped me in my tracks as she made me think about the words that I had spoken as well as her words and meanings while making me laugh about it all in one swoop!  She was right.  I probably was not going to ever see him again so it was time to drop it.

As Skye and I started with homework later on, we did what we usually do before we start--we prayed over her school and her day.  So instead of cursing the idiot driver like I really wanted too--like wishing that he would fall down the stairs or something as a punishment for his crime and road rage--we prayed for his anger, ugliness, lack of love, his mistake and for his need of a Savior.  We prayed for him to be blessed...