ROAD RAGE (&(^!% ...

So... I'm on my way to campus today.  Midway, I decided to stop and get a bite to eat at Wendy's; bad idea.  It was so much traffic that I'd sat at the intersection waiting to turn for nearly 10 minutes.  The light had to have turned red twice.  What's more, the most irritating non-driver's are those who block intersections.  Well, I finally saw an incidental opening so I decided to squeeze my little sedan thru it so to finally get to the other side, and BAM! some chick came out of nowhere and hit my car dead in the passenger side!

Immediately, I jump out of my car and commence to cuss out everyone in the middle of the intersection and told her where to go... "... and NO! we're not exchanging insurance!" I ended. I have my reasons.

At any rate, I was clearly red with road rage! Either way, I said what I had to say, got back in my car, put it in drive and ever so politely continued on into the Wendy's parking lot. I parked, went in the restaurant and ordered my food as if nothing every happened. The crew members looked at me as if I'd lost my mind because I was so calm & stoic.  The guy behind the front counter asked me if I wanted BBQ sauce with my nuggets. I kindly shook my head no.  He asked if I wanted my receipt. I kindly shook my head no.  He handed me my bag of processed food and I strolled out the door.  I checked out the basketball sized dent in my passenger-side, rear door before hopping into my car.

I did not sulk. I did not pity myself. I didn't even feel anger rising its ugly head again. I simply accepted it. I phoned by bestfriend and told her that I was a bit alarmed by my own indifference.  "It happened and now it is over, c'est la ve!". 

She says, "Girl, perhaps you just realize that in the end things like that don't really matter." I knew what she meant by that.  I've learned not to dwell on the negative but focus on what's most important.  OK. I'm still alive, no one died... including my engine.  Fine.  Now, if I can work that temper...