Since then, two more incidents have encouraged that solution. Both happened at a stoplight.
In one, the car stopped behind me contained a teenage driver and a passenger who was probably his father. In my rearview mirror, I could see the teen point excitedly to my car and say something to Dad. Dad looked a bit confused, so Teen cupped his hand over his mouth. Pretty obvious who he was imitating. ;)
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My reactions to this:
AGAIN!? What is wrong with people!? (This was the second time a phone-talking idiot drove his/her vehicle into the back of mine while I was sitting perfectly still at a stoplight.)
Calm down. If you put your boot through his teeth, you'll get blood on your skirt. (Now, I'm generally pretty placid; I don't have much of a temper. But I have ZERO patience for people who can't be bothered to pay attention when they're driving. ZERO. Seriously, how hard is it to not hit a stationary car? I was livid.)
I got out of my car (by the way, it was five below (about -20 C) that morning) and was immediately bombarded with "I am sooooo sorry."
He was also soooo lucky.
Incredibly lucky. Like go-immediately-buy-lottery-tickets lucky.
The only damage was to my license plate.
It seems the universe is telling me to get new plates. ;)
If only Colorado didn't have the most uninspired license plate design of all 50 states...