Road RAID Rage

I was in the right lane with my indicator on to show I wanted to move to the left lane. The car behind me decided they wanted to do the same thing, but they accelerated and started to go around me, causing me to swerve back into the right lane to avoid a collision. The man in the passenger seat rolled down his window.

Man: “Learn to drive you f****** c***!”

I waved and gave a tight-lipped, apologetic smile, waiting for them to speed up again so I could merge.

Only… they didn’t.

The woman driving kept honking her horn and giving me the finger while the man continued to scream at me. After I missed my turn, I saw a grocery store up ahead on the right and decided to turn in and wait for them to leave. Instead of going on their way, the other car followed me into the parking lot, cutting off another car in the process. They tailgated me through the parking lot, laying on the horn in one long, annoying sound. I parked in an open spot with no other available spaces. They parked behind my car, so I couldn’t get out. The man got out of the car.

Man: “You stupid f****** b****! Are you blind? Did you not see us f****** merging?”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, I—”

Man: *Punching my window.* “Get out of your car c***! Get the f*** out!”

I opened my door with a can of RAID in my hand; I had used it a while ago to evict a family of spiders that had taken up residence in my car, but I’d never removed it. He looked at me, then the can, then his lady driver.

Me: *Calm but firm.* “You cut me off, and I still apologized. Be on your way, sir.”

Man: I… you… you… f*** you!”

He retreated to his car, and they left. I took a few more minutes to calm down before I went on my way.