As a huge believer in Karma, I attempt to be the best person I can. I believe it’s important to be kind to others and understand that everyone has something difficult going on at any given time. With that being said, I too sometimes have epic fails as a human being.
I am not an angry driver. I’m not. In fact, I’m not much of a driver at all. I have never enjoyed driving. I think I was the only one of my friends who procrastinated getting their license for a full year. What’s the rush? My mom drove me everywhere and I loved it. Not much has changed. If you ask my husband he will call me a young, “Driving Mrs. Daisy”.
Now I’m not completely crazy. I do drive myself to work and to the gym and all other daily activities. It’s just that if I have a choice…I don’t drive. When I do drive, I keep my cool. I don’t get worked up very easily and I am rarely in a hurry.
Now I’d like to reiterate, I’m human. A few years ago I was on my way to work and running late. Something I rarely do, at least to work. I found myself flustered and frustrated; the lane I was driving in was coming to an end. I needed to get over. Construction. Why are they always working on the same roads? Why does it never end?
Anyhow, with both lanes merging, cars were taking turns getting over. It was my turn to merge. The car next to me kept speeding up and slowing down, not letting me over. Aggravated and running late I drove past her, flipped her off and got over into her lane.
In my defense, I’m a hairstylist. My day runs in fifteen minute increments and if I’m late for my first appointment I will be late for all of them. I know I know, I should have left earlier.
I finally got to work with just minutes to spare. As I am walking in, so is my first client. She looks at me, then back at the car I just exited and smiles, “Ummm…I think you flipped me off on the way here.”
Dumbfounded at this turn of events and embarrassed, I spoke after a long awkward pause, “Yes, yes I believe I did.” I giggled nervously, wondering if I was going to have an open two hours to start the day.
After what seemed like an eternity she finally laughed, a hearty laugh. I smiled in relief. Thank goodness she had a sense of humor. She even apologized for not letting me over. I told myself to remember this embarrassment and not to flip anyone off again.
WHEN KARMA STRIKES BACK
It’s been a few years since this last incident and I have managed to keep my cool. Well, last week a similar situation occurred. The lanes were merging and a woman wouldn’t let me over. She was in a Prius. People in Prius’ are supposed to be nice. I tried a few times to merge in front of her as it was my turn. She sped up like my client had. I was discouraged. Why are people always in such a hurry that they lose their sense of kindness? Normally, I can talk myself down and rationalize that the person is probably having a bad day. Perhaps she found out her husband was cheating, or that her child had thrown up on her that morning. I try to be understanding. But on this morning, much like the one a few years ago, I was grumpy.
I sped up, flipped her off and was about to take my rightful place in front of her. As I’m passing, I realized a scarf around her head and a pink ribbon in the window. I was flipping off a cancer patient. Seriously, what is wrong with me? Karma does not allow me to be a bad person. There is always some sort of instant ramification.
I suppose this is just another lesson learned and most likely the last time I will ever flip anyone off in the car again…I hope.
*Big thanks to my loving and supportive husband who tolerated -7 degree weather, on his lunch break, to take these pics 🙂