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Friday, September 7, 2012
HOW TO RESPOND TO THE UNIDIGIT SALUTE - a Cranky re-run
HOW TO RESPOND TO THE UNIDIGIT SALUTE
Yesterday, Mrs. Cranky and I were returning from a movie (“The Help”, highly recommended.) The exit from this theater is directly onto Rt. 1. This is a crowded road in Central New Jersey. It is not Rt. 2078, it is ROUTE ONE! Exiting this theatre and entering Rt. 1 can be dicey. A wimp could be stuck forever and never get home. Mrs. Cranky, as mild mannered as they come, is no wimp behind the wheel.
Mrs. C saw an opening and took it. Apparently the blue Camry she jumped out in front of did not like her maneuver. The car behind us did not have to brake. The driver maybe had to take their foot off the gas. I know I have taken my foot of the gas thousands of times to let someone get on the road. Hell I have even tapped the brake occasionally. It has never upset me to do that.
It upset the Lady in the blue Camry.
The lady in the blue Camry leaned on the horn several times to show her displeasure. Unapologetic, we pulled off the Rt. 1 exit to enter Rt. 18 south. The blue Camry pulled off, apparently heading for Rt. 18 north. She honked again, and as she was pulling alongside Mrs. C said, “She’s going to give us the finger!”
“Give her two quick friendly type beeps.” I said, and Mrs. Cranky complied. As the blue Camry was giving me the finger, Mrs. C beeped friendly like, and I smiled and waved enthusiastically as if I thought I knew the driver.
There is a certain satisfaction involved in flipping the road rage bird. The satisfaction in knowing you just told someone else that they were reckless and stupid. There is satisfaction in telling someone off by signing, and they have no opportunity to respond. By smiling, beeping and waving, the blue Camry was robbed of this satisfaction. The blue Camry thought we thought we knew her and that her honking was to get our attention.
When we parted our ways, the blue Camry swerved and almost hit the exit curb. I am guessing the driver was pissed that we did not get upset and fire the finger back. I am guessing the driver was pissed that we did not even acknowledge her dissatisfaction. She was pissed that we did not acknowledge that she just flipped us the bird.
We laughed our asses off.
If you happen to stumble across this blog, lady in the blue Camry; we saw your salute and we laughed at you. Now go fuck yourself! ASSHOLE!!