Driving Faux Pas

***Warning: Road Rage Ahead***

So yesterday the Cross Bronx was NOT moving. There is an alternate route to get home using the Henry Hudson Parkway... but I was already on the ramp for the Cross Bronx when I realized how horrible the traffic on it was. So I whipped out my map... and went looked for an alternate route. Granted it was a further distance, but I was pretty sure it would be quicker. So I went off-route into the local roads of the Bronx. Normally I wouldn't be so keen on doing that... but it was broad daylight and I figured why the hell not.

So I finally get onto the Major Degan (I-87) which is going to bring me back up to the bridge... it's a little backed up. Nothing horrible. But it was backed up. There were two lanes going towards 95 South (the bridge) and 95 North. So I got in one of those two lanes and went along my merry way. I noticed the lane I was in was moving a bit faster than the other lane and thought to myself, 'Ohhh, good pick!!!' I couldn't see the signs up ahead because of all the big trucks. So as I got RIGHT under the sign that said I-95 NORTH was for the lane I was in I thought oops! And immediately put my blinker on to move into the other lane.

Granted there are many times when I will knowling pull this dick move. I know... it's totally bastardly... but when you're dealing with NYC/Bronx traffic you need to be a dick. And I can admit that I only do it on my commute to work. I don't ever do it when I'm dealing with other traffic. So I feel like that justifies it.

But this time I really was innocent. The second I saw the sign I tried to get over. So I put my blinker on and looked for an opening. Finally I sort of got in front of this guy in a BMW. I tried inching my way up. But he was getting all comptetitive and road ragey. So fine. I backed off. He then rolled down his window. And for some reason... I did too. He goes "Lady... it's just not right. You take the fast lane, while I wait here patiently for an hour [mind you there was no way he was waiting for an hour... 10-15 minutes tops]. Then you come and fly up in the right lane [keep in mind it was still trafficy in the right lane... I was by NO means flying anywhere] and then try and squeeze in front of me. It's just not right. It's not right at all." So I appologize. I said I'm sorry I really didn't know. And he said "Don't play the dumb card -- I'm sure you knew. But go ahead" So he did finally let me over, but then of course he just glared at me the whole time from behind me. It made me a bit uncomfortable.

So then.. the best part... we get onto the bridge and theres an exit only lane. AND HE GETS RIGHT IN IT... FLYS PAST EVERYONE... and right before it exited he cut the car in front of me off... and squeezed in!!! And to think I actually felt bad! Sheesh! Anyway... thats my story.

And in case you were wondering... it ended up taking me an hour and 45 minutes to get home. Totally sucked. But I'm over it now.