Road Trippin'.

I'm a really laid back individual, not much gets me riled up. I don't curse...much, especially not when I'm around other people. I don't know what happens when I get behind the wheel, but I'm a different person sometimes. It's funny how the slightest thing on the roadway can lead to the f-bomb and things that I would never say in any other setting.

Sometimes I catch myself and laugh it off, I certainly don't mean the things I'm saying, but it seems to make the commute more interesting. I've found that my favorite term to call other drivers who aren't driving so good is, "Dick-wad". Don't know where it comes from, but it just comes out, it makes me laugh sometimes afterwards. I guess my reaction depends on the severity of the actions of other drivers. You might get a, "What the 'f' are you doing, Grandma?", when some old lady stops prior to merging into traffic on the interstate. And when someone won't let me merge into traffic, you'll probably get a, "Real nice, thanks a lot, Dick!", or "Bitch!", it just depends. The big one is when someone almost causes me to wreck, that's when I get testy. "Bleep....f'in'...bleep, what the f'ity f are you f'in' thinkin', you stupid f'in, dick-wad!", and so on, and so on, but you get the idea.

I know I'm not the best driver in the world, and I know I've done some really stupid things behind the wheel. I'm not above cursing myself out either. All in all, at the end of the day, I'm just thankful to make it to my destination safely and can laugh off the little things that happened along the journey. I'm not really mad at those people I cursed out along the way, they're people just like me, just trying to get to where they're going. It's like the cartoon with the sheepdog and the wolf, at the end of the day, everything is cool.