It appears my bad attitude, inappropriate behavior and general lack of apathy might be getting out of hand.
I flipped my friend, Harlan, the bird.
In my defense, I didn't know it was him.
I was trying to get into the left turn lane on Overland Avenue. There was this LOOOOOOONG line of cars ahead of me that were filtering into the one lane that went straight and the lane to turn left was way ahead of me. Then a car turned in front of me from the right hand lane.
The car was driving slowly. There seemed to be a lot of boxes in the front seat and the driver seemed distracted. By "distracted" I mean he was being careful about where he was going, and not thinking about my needs as a driver. I could have been ONE car closer to that left turn lane if it weren't for this @#$&*! 10 seconds closer to my destination! ARGH!
So when I FINALLY zipped past the car - indignantly gassing it as I maneuvered into the left turn lane, emphasizing via my gas pedal to all of the other cars in line that they had wasted my personal time - I held up my right hand and flipped him the bird as I passed.
Then I recogized him. It was Harlan. My daughter's friend's dad. My friend.
"OH MY GOD@! I just flipped Sierra's daddy the bird!"
My kids gasped collectively.
Izzy said "You just gave the middle finger to Sierra's DADDY!?" They were HORRIFIED. Amused, but mostly horrified.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! I hope he didn't know it was me! Do you guys think he saw it was me! Do you think he recognized the car? Oh boy (sure, now I watch my language)! I feel SOOOOO BAD!"
"MOMMY! He totally knew it was you from the dent in our car. Sierra's daddy is going to hate you!"
"No he won't." I wasn't sure about this. "I'll apologize to him when I see him. He was driving slow. Did you see him? I think he might have been on his phone." I tried to pin this whole thing on Harlan.
They weren't biting.
"Oooooooooo...Mommy. You are so bad!"
"I'll see him at pick-up and I'll apologize. I'm sure he'll laugh about it." I HATED that I was setting the example that flipping someone the bird was easy to shake off. But I hated the idea my kids thought I started a fight with a friend's dad even more.
I was definitely NOT being a good role model.
Maybe it's time to get my road rage under control...or I could just start walking.