Road rage is, sadly, something experienced to one degree or another by all of us. Let’s be honest. How many times has a four-letter word popped out of your mouth after being cut off at an intersection? Granted, the “rage” in the phrase “road rage” may be a bit over-stated in most cases, but we’ve all been there to some degree.
I actually had to hit my brakes for an airplane the other day. Yes, you read that right – an airplane! I was heading down the highway and saw an airplane about a half a mile ahead take a dive that I was sure was going to result in an explosion. It was around a bend, and I honestly waited for the BOOM as I approached.
A few seconds later, I saw it climbing again and passing over the highway, only to repeat the pattern. I kept driving, hoping it was done with its little flight show, only to see it rapidly approaching me from the left… at about head level! I literally ducked and hit the brakes. Frankly, I was so stunned at that point that I was speechless, so no unfortunate potty-mouth words escaped.
Once it passed by, though, it was game on. I’m not sure this was technically “road rage” considering it was an airplane, but I was NOT a happy camper.
I found out later it was a crop duster. I’m told that a few years ago there was a crash and fatality of another crop duster in the same area. Well, considering the dives this one was taken, I’m not terribly surprised.
The town I commonly work in has a roundabout. It’s amazing how many people can’t navigate a simple roundabout…
I confess to struggling with these new versions found around the interstate, but I’m talking a simple yield and continue forward roundabout here.
When my youngest was about three or four, we were driving through this particular roundabout and I was nearly hit by an out-of-towner who evidently didn’t understand the concept of “yield.” Bad mommy moment here, as I slipped and called the driver a bad word. My son immediately asked me what a “shash-hole” was. I worked harder after that to bite my tongue.
Confession… I tend to cuss like a sailor at bad drivers. Just keepin’ it real here. That pattern is changing, though, as I’ve started to take a different approach to the driver who cuts me off or the one who hasn’t figured out that it’s the pedal on the right that makes the car go.
The next time you get aggravated with the “granny” driver, stop for a second and think. What if that person just found out that a loved one had passed away? What if their car isn’t operating right and they’re just trying to safely make their way home or to a mechanic? What if they just got their driver’s license and are just overly-cautious?
There are so many variables. It is highly unlikely, however, that they are driving slow just to tick you off. (Granted, this does happen… although more of an “if-you, then-I” sort of thing. For instance, if you want to ride right up on my bumper, I’m probably going to slow it WAY down until you back off!)
Take a moment and give them the benefit of the doubt and count your blessings. You’re safely traveling down the road in a vehicle that is operating well and there is no emergency in your life at that moment. Those are blessings to remember. Send happy thoughts to the person… just in case they are having some personal issue. Simply put, give them a break.
There are people out there that just should not be on the road. There are people out there who don’t care that you’re on the road. We have to share the road with them all, so why be miserable when you do it? Keep your eyes open, drive defensively, and try to keep the four-letter words to a minimum! It’s a process, but if you want to get from Point A to Point B without having a road rage meltdown, you need to learn to let it go.
Don’t forget to watch for rogue airplanes along the way.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
From columnist to blogger, Tina Bosse began writing in 2015. She blends the various bits of her life — professional, entrepreneurial, and personal — and shares her experiences with you. Tina’s Coffee Break became the means for her to express herself on seemingly random subjects, but subjects that are on her mind and in her heart at the moment — things we can all relate to many times. Simply put, Tina writes about life’s moments. Tina has managed her court reporting business for over 20 years. She owned her community newspaper for several years where she first discovered her love for writing through her weekly newspaper column, “Tina’s Coffee Break.” She’s been a member of her community’s town council for six years, the last three presiding over it as president. Drawing from all facets of her life experience, Tina now provides business strategy guidance to her essential oils team. A mother of two, wife for 32 years, and businesswoman of 25 years, a piece of Tina is in everything she writes.
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I had coffee with my long-time crime partner today, and we were talking about just random things happening in our lives, and my writing came up. She told me she thought I should get published. Hmmm, “Publish what?” I asked politely (because that’s how we chat with each other, is politely – ah-hem). I told her that I lack focus and just write about random life moments, perhaps sharing about a vulnerable moment or a fear I’m facing.
“So what’s the point?” I asked her, rather dramatically. To which she replied (politely, of course…), “Maybe you have something there.”
No, she was not being snarky, although she may, might-sorta-kinda, rival me on the snark-scale. She was sincerely saying to me that, simply put, people want to know they’re not alone in what they’re thinking and feeling. (Did I mention that she really does “get me”?) That has essentially been the theme of most of what I write. If I can drop a bit of laughter in someone’s lap by sharing a funny moment or give a bit of hope by exposing a vulnerability that maybe someone can relate to, then I’m all in.
So, we’re back to my original question – what’s the point? Well, I have come a long way, baby, in the way of diving in head first. As my ever-so-hilarious friend says, “Look at you, unpuckering and whatnot!”
I have experienced a tremendous amount of personal growth in the last year, and it’s because I’m exposing my vulnerability and learning to face my fears. One of my greatest fears is standing out in a crowd. I sure haven’t conquered it, but I’m no longer allowing it to hold me back. (Although, maybe I should reconsider that word, “tremendous.” I’m not certain my growth should really be described as tremendous, necessarily, but considering where I started, I’m feeling pretty good about where I am #inthismoment.)
One of the most common phrases I’ve heard while working on building a new business foundation is the much over-used “accidental” paycheck comment. Yeah, I’ve seen firsthand and experienced what they’re talking about. But what is NOT talked about, and really should be, is far more important – it’s the “accidental” personal growth. Looking back at what I’ve learned, if I could only keep one thing, it would be that oops-what-happened-here change I’ve undergone mentally and emotionally.
Most of what I write about now I would not have dreamed sharing a few years ago. As I’ve said before, I was about as private of a person you would ever find (about as far from “unpuckered” as a person could get…). I have actually learned to loosen up and be more open as a person because of the people I’ve met as I’ve begun to collaborate online. I have learned more about myself than I really cared to know some days because of this entire experience. I’ve learned that I am not the only one who fears exposing vulnerability.
A lot of my personal growth resulted from working with women who are not my usual “peeps.” I’m accustomed to being with a bit of a coarser, more blunt crowd, and due to the nature of my court reporting career, I’m also accustomed to the seedier side of life jading me just.a.tiny.bit. These ladies have opened my eyes to vegan and gluten-free diets, the dangers of coffee (horrifying, that, but I’m sure I’ll get past it!), cloth diapering, missionary work, and so much more. They are about as flip-side me as you can get, and they’re awesome, amazing hashtag-boss-people.
It’s unlikely that my lifestyle will ever meet up with theirs, although there are some parallels, obviously, but I have found comfort in my own skin just through my association with them. No, I’m not going vegan, although I did have one vegan meal with them (not awful), and I’m not on a gluten-free diet, although I know who to call if I find myself in the position where it becomes a necessity. No, I’ll never quit drinking coffee – duh. I haven’t gone off the deep end, yet. Despite our lifestyle differences, they have helped me find a peace I’ve never had before.
That brings me to back to my earlier conversation over coffee when I asked, “What’s the point?” Well, the point is, there is so much out there to experience, yet we allow ourselves to be held back out of fear. Fear of the unknown. Fear of what society will think. Fear of failure. Fear of exposing our vulnerability for the world to see. Had I allowed fear to hold me back that very first time I shared my new business with a friend, I would not have met any of the people that have since cascaded into my life.
That oops-what-happened-here change made me a better person. Do yourself a favour and punch fear in the face today. It doesn’t have to be your biggest fear – just pick something and own it … and #beaboss.
Guest post written by Tina Bosse
I’m a businesswoman always on the lookout for another challenge! I began writing a weekly column in the community newspaper I owned, and after selling the newspaper last year, I found I actually missed my little Coffee Break column. I started writing again recently as a hobby, and here we are!
I’ve managed my solo court reporting business for over 20 years, preside over our town council, write as a hobby, and educate people on essential oils usage and business building – all of which has put me on a path to find the ever-elusive work-life balance while also staying challenged.
As a mother of two, wife for 32 years, and businesswoman of 25 years, a piece of me is in everything I write.
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