Generally, I'm a pretty tolerant person when it comes to ignorant drivers who pull out in front of me, cut me off, almost run me off the road, almost rear end me at a high rate of speed, etc. However, whenever the dust settles and they don't so much as acknowledge me (apologetic wave, saying sorry, etc) that shit sets me off.

The other day I was in the wife's Versa and this due in a Ext. Cab Silverado almost plowed into the rear of me. I was paying attention so I stepped on the gas and he saw me soon enough to swerve back into his lane. Anyway, I pulled up to lok at him and, of course he was on the phone. Fucker wouldn't even look at me. :squint:

Then today, at the same intersection, another guy in a Tundra puts his blinker on to come into my lane (and my passenger side door). I hit the brakes and blew the horn, then sped up to get around him, slowing and having a look and he didn't look at me either. :squint:

A simple apology can go a long way.