Monday, May 21, 2012
Illegal Use of Hands
I couldn't help it. I was on the interstate on my way to work. I couldn't help it though, this crazy lady driver kept speeding up and slowing down. She was trying to avoid getting into a line of traffic, so she kept driving in my lane, but not at a consistent speed.
It didn't help that it was a Monday. Or that I had a protein shake for breakfast instead of something yummy.
So, I honked at her. You know, just to let her know that she did something wrong.
And then I felt guilty. REAL guilty.
You see, I used to have pretty bad road rage. Back in the day, and we are talking way back in the day, I used to race everywhere, and would find myself using all those words sailors use. I'd find myself getting so angry at that person in the green truck, or that dumb cement mixer. It was just a part of the driving experience. Until.....
One day, I had a moment of road rage and flipped this stupid man (I'm sure it was a man) the bird. (or as my friend, Anjeanette, would say, I put my middle finger in the air) It just so happened to be Maundy Thursday, or Holy Thursday. As I sat in church that night, our pastor told the beautiful story of Jesus washing another man's feet and how we are all servants to another. And, at that point he looked right at me (or so it felt) and asked, "What have you done with your hands today?"
Yeah. I was busted in the BIGGEST way possible. Jesus had a hidden camera in my car!
I felt SO stupid after that question, and have really eliminated road rage from my life. Until today. HONK.
Stupid car. Stupid JuJu. Stupid HONK.