Living Peaceably with One Another
Road Rage One of the ways I have been earning money for living and school
down here in Dallas is as a swimming pool cleaner. It is the Dallas equivalent
to window cleaning in Chicago, I think. I have the same driving route week to
week, which means that I know the construction patters and scheduled lane closures.
This puts me in a position where I often must decide what to do with the people
who either see the lane closure late or purposely prefer to fly down the side
of the road aiming to ‘cut in line.’ My instinct—and yours too, don’t lie!—is to
lock the other car out and look straight ahead like it isn’t clearly and
obviously purposeful. This is a dangerous instinct.
Last year, not far from my own driving route, two drivers gave into that instinct and instead of being peaceful drivers, became driven by their tempers. The situation escalated to the point where both drivers pulled over for a face to face confrontation. The first driver opened his door, yelled some very creative things …
Last year, not far from my own driving route, two drivers gave into that instinct and instead of being peaceful drivers, became driven by their tempers. The situation escalated to the point where both drivers pulled over for a face to face confrontation. The first driver opened his door, yelled some very creative things …