Sometimes I get so angry it ruins my entire day, but other times it only lasts until the source of my anger is gone. For instance, on my way home today, I was driving in the passing lane on the freeway. My intention was to be passing, otherwise I wouldn't have been in that lane. But I was behind a guy who was driving slower and I was waiting for him to move over. Well, this little b***h in a Mercedes came up on my butt and just stayed on it. I'm calmer these days for the most part, I just ignored her and kept jamming to my music while waiting behind the truck in front of me. Well, eventually he moved over and I sped up, and she dropped back way behind me.
You see, I know the freeways in my city. My city is one of my obsessions, I know it very well. I also know I was entering an area where Louisiana State Troopers like to hide in the median over a specific overpass, not to mention we were nearing the beginning of a construction zone where a State Trooper sits to warn traffic of the coming lane closure. So I slowed down and stayed in the left lane, because I knew (1) there are always State Troopers there, and (2) there was a construction zone coming up. She had Florida plates, so she clearly had no idea of the things that I was aware of.
This b***h finally went around me, but as she was beside me, she looked at me and my car with a very stuck-up "I'm so much better than you, you pitiful little person" look and then got in front of me. This pissed me off and sent me into a rage similar to the one that almost got me arrested a few months ago. I got up on her rear bumper as close as I could and started making obscene gestures at her. She then went around the guy in front of me and got way ahead driving way too fast through the construction zone. If given the opportunity I wouldn't have thought twice about running her off an overpass, hurtling into a tanker truck. That's how angry I get, I will use my car as a weapon and not think twice about it... and I don't give a crap if the source of my anger meets a very painful, fiery demise.
This is what I consider an "anger bomb". A few months ago I was nearly arrested because some guy cut me off on the same stretch of freeway and I kept trying to run his vehicle off overpasses, into ditches, etc and the entire time I was making very threatening physical gestures toward him. He laughed for a while until he realized I didn't really give a crap if he died, and then he stopped laughing and called the police. Of course I didn't care, I kept trying to get him to pull over. And he finally did, but when he did, he led me right into a trap where the police intercepted me and pulled me over. I still see that guy sometimes, and he remembers me as well as I remember him. I wouldn't mess with him again unless he made another stupid maneuver, but whenever he sees me, he always switches lanes and exits the freeway at his first opportunity. I can't help but laugh, because I'm the least "tough" person I know and I'm not even all that masculine compared to most guys.