[QUOTE=Chimera]
They put 'em in here, but the ruled them unconstitutional.
My ex-wife used to run red lights and stop signs because she was so distracted by the crazy in her head.
One time, we shot through an intersection at about 40 in a 30. Car flashed in front of us as we entered the intersection, car screeched and shot behind us after we passed. I gasped in FEAR. Psycho Crazy Bitch physically turned in her seat and began yelling at me for being mean to her by making noises. In doing so, we shot through the next red light. When I pointed out that we had not run TWO red lights, she ignored it, didn’t even acknowledge it, and concentrated on how mean I was being by making noises. :eek:
And people wonder why I tried to have her committed. :rolleyes:
Oh, but she didn’t want to ride in the car when I drove, because my every facial movement or noise was evidence of my “road rage”. And the time when I slammed on the brakes to avoid a multi-car collision was a harrowing incident of rage and abuse that she barely survived. :eek: :rolleyes:
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My mother (non-driver) and my sister (driver - I taught her) are both trouble for me. I hate having either as a passenger.
Sometimes I cuss and swear about the arseholes on the road, and my sister and mother quickly judged me an aggressive roadrager. I have tried pointing out to them, “Hey, yes I did say “FUCKEN PRICK!!!”, but I said it inside this sealed cabin - I did not flip the bird, honk the horn, etc”. But to no avail. They’ve labelled me with this reputation for twenty years now.
When my sister is in the car, I have had several near accidents because I’ve been tooling down the road quite serenely, and then she’ll literally scream and clutch the dash with white knuckles. HINT: this is not a good thing to do to a driver. At first, I can’t even see what scared her. And then… hang on, why yes, I can see that guy pulling out of his driveway 400 FUCKING METRES AWAY.
Eugh.