Sometimes I even surprise myself. That is, when it comes to road rage.
If any of you are familiar with the Iwilei Costco entrance/exit that leads to Dillingham (not from the newly added parking lot), you’ll know what I’m talking about. Once you drive down the lane to enter the main lot, there is a stop sign. You can either go straight (which not many people do as it runs along the end of the parking lot), or turn right and keep going. If there is a stream of cars waiting to exit and blocking that first aisle after the stop sign, I have no problem with continuing further into the lot then insist on making the first left and back up traffic behind me.
But obviously some drivers think differently.
The other day I was among the line of cars waiting to exit, slowing inching forward every time one car made it past the stop sign. Just after I rolled forward, which ended up blocking that first aisle, some big truck entering wanted to turn down the lane I was blocking. Well, turn on your blinker, mister! And do it BEFORE I move forward. If I had known you just needed to turn down that aisle, I could have easily left you a space.
The male driver then had the nerve to shake his head at me as if I were stupid. In that one second, I got so pissed off that when he decided to not turn after all and go straight, I stuck my finger at him and shouted an expletive (with my windows rolled up, of course!). Stupid a**hole! (No, that wasn’t what I shouted.)
I was fuming all the way home but felt much better knowing that I let him know how idiotic I thought he was being. Of course I did check my rearview mirror a few times to make sure he didn’t decide to follow me out of the lot.
Once I calmed down, I had one nerve-wracking thought. What if I knew that guy? Or if he were a client of ours or was someone I met in a professional setting. I’d definitely be embarrassed.
An hour later I nearly forgot about the incident…to the point that I didn’t even tell anyone about it.
Then it came to my mind again when I found this ODD story to share. It really can be a small world…
Excuse me, but aren’t we brothers?
Luck, fate, kismet — whatever you want to call it, two guys named Joe and Rick got hit by all three on a beach in Hawaii.
It started innocently enough: Joe Parker was walking on the beach one day. He saw a family taking pictures and offered to take a group photo of Rick Hill and his family. Rick and Joe get to talking, one thing leads to another — and voila: Turns out they’re related! And not as 13th cousins twice-removed — the pair discovered they were from the same part of Massachusetts, which led them to find out that they had something else in common: Dad.
Who knew?! Clearly not these two, which means Dad has a LOT of explaining to do when they get home.
Click on the yahoo.com link above to see the funny video that accompanies this story. The “news anchor” is hilarious. There are a few stories on that episode — the last one being even more ODD. Yes, I actually snorted out loud a few times.
It got me thinking how fun it would be to have a TV news show focused on ODD news. Many times, our local news stations end the news with one ODD story from somewhere around the world and it’s often the most interesting feature to begin with.
O&E ODD image of the day: