Today coming home from the store in the 65mph zone, a person was going 50. When I got a chance to go around him, I did and blew my horn. This asshole decides to speed up, but I still got around him, but now he is tailgating.
I exit and he blows his horn. I tell him to follow. He sort of does. He pulls off onto the shoulder like I am going to do that. He then pulls into another lane and gets out of his car and demands I get out. I tell him not here, but instruct him that I will and to follow. He starts to call me every name under the sun. I ask him if that is all he has and motion for him to follow.
I was going to take him to a secluded place and provided he did not pull out a knife or gun I was looking forward to this. I wanted to break both his legs, both his arms, his ribs, his nose, and his jaw. To be honest I am not sure I would have stopped until I fractured this mans skull. I can take a great deal of pain, but the more pain I get the more ferocious I get.
My wife was concerned because I was actually looking forward to getting into a fight with this man. She was even more concerned when I told her what I planned on doing to him and that I almost seemed to have a smile in the thought.
Honestly, I am tired of the dickheads that exist on this planet. When you do something wrong and I am sorry driving in the left lane going 50 mph is wrong, but to tailgate was even more so. Then to get out and call me every name just made my blood boil. Not because of the name calling, but because of they way this person was acting. I have never wanted to cause so much destruction to one individual as this person. I just thank God that this man did not follow.
Just to give you an idea of myself, I was perfectly calm. My adrenaline was flowing with the anticipation of getting into a fight, but I was calm. This man was irate to the point that he was uncontrollable. The funny thing is that he stayed right by his car. If he was that interested in fighting, he would have approached me. This tells me that this man was all mouth.
Some of you may have your mouth hanging open at what I was planning to do and some of you may be going yeah, kick the crap out of this guy he deserves it. Being 54, I am still somewhat strong, still have decent reaction, and can still hit very hard. Plus as I have gotten older, I can take more pain that when I was younger. Furthermore, once I start I do not stop until I am sure that you are out. I do not stop when people ask me to stop, but once I am sure that you are not going to stand to cause me any damage. This is not a refereed cage fight and no one has the right to touch me in anyway shape or form unless I give them permission.
After getting home and telling my daughter what almost happened, she said that I had this funny look on my face. I told her that I was running through all the scenarios in my head. However, I still remained very calm.
A friend of mine told me that the reason I am very calm under these situations is because I know my abilities. In other words I know what I am capable of doing and how to do it.
I am not gloating because in all reality, they way I acted was wrong. I am reminded of several Bible verses such as do not speak harsh words from Proverbs 15:1, do not sin in your anger from Ephesians 4:26, and vengeance is mine from Romans 12:19.
The right thing to do was to just pass this person and go on my way. The horn was the harsh language. My anger caused me to almost sin in that I wanted to hurt this man more than anything in the world. This leads to vengeance because I felt that I had be wronged.
Again, I am so thankful that God made this man go the other direction despite what my flesh wanted. Thank you God for protecting me from myself.