There is an intersection right by my house where there is a left turn only lane and a straight only lane. It is the habit of some people to take advantage of the almost-always-empty left turn lane to veer in front of the line of straight cars immediately after the light turns green. It’s dangerous and stupid, and there have been accidents as a result.
Today, I was waiting at the front of the straight lane, and a car comes barrelling into the turn lane, goes well past the stop line into the crosswalk (another pet peeve, but here indicative, along with his lack of turn signal, that he’s about to be an ass and get in front of me), and as soon as the light is green, he’s off like a shot. But so am I. One, because I am usually pretty quick on the light. Two because I don’t want him to get away with it. I win, he curses, flips me off, honks his horn, and turns left (despite the fact that the cars in the opposite direction are trying to drive). I proceed to my house, and in behind me, I see his car going something near double the speed limit from his detour to confront me (having had to go a block or two out of the way to get back to my spot). I signal all my turns to home because I am a good, conscientious driver. He swings in behind me. I get out of my car, he sits idling in his, and proceeds to berate me with various obscenities about my parentage, my own status as a “little bitch,” what he will do to me for such a grave insult to his overly adequate manhood, etc. I calmly state that the traffic pattern is clearly marked, and he was trying to illegally circumvent it. More cursing, insulting my mother, etc, and he peels away down my tight residential street.
I didn’t have the good sense at the time to catch his license plate number, but now I am wishing that I had. None of his threats directly stated that he’d be back to take out his anger on my car, but the fact is that he is irrationally angry, and he knows where I live and my car is parked. I’m feeling a bit intimidated and worried by it, since he seemed psychotic enough to hold a grudge over him failing to cut me off.
I really don’t have the money to pay for new tires, windshield, paint job after a keying, etc. And I really don’t have the desire to be shot/stabbed/beaten. Yeah, I acted somewhat wrongly myself, but I would let this go, if only I knew that he’d do the same.