While I was driving to work this morning, I had an uncomfortable experience. Mine is a "reverse-commute" in that the majority of the traffic is going towards DC, while I head away in the morning, and vice versa in the evenings. So, unlike many of my local compatriots, I actually drive at highway speeds on the highway.
This morning, I moved into the right hand lane about 1.5 miles before my exit into the local lanes. The entrance for the previous exit is about 1 mile before my exit. A silver Honda Odyssey (the quintessential Mommy van) wanted to get onto the highway from that exit into the exact spot where I was. She apparently was coming up at speed and was expecting me to slow down to let her in. The only problem with that scenario was that she was in the entrance lane in my passenger-side blind spot. I literally had no idea she was there. So she stomped on her brakes (which was when I first noticed her) and zipped in behind me.
Big deal, you think. Why are you complaining about this?
Well, she then proceeded to flash her brights at me and beep her horn, which did not make me move out her way, mind you. My exit from the main lines into the local lanes was coming up rapidly, and I got off there. Mommy Van got off right behind me and then tried to cut me off. WTF? Not wanting to get into some sort of vehicular fight with a raving Mommy Van at 8:40 am, I put myself directly behind a big lawn service truck and stuck there. Mommy Van then got in behind me, got off with me at my exit, and turned onto the local street, right behind me. Again, WTF? My office building is basically right off the highway, so I turned into the complex. Mommy Van followed. I really didn't like that, so I drove slowly around in the parking lot in a big circle (with her following me), while I wrote her license number on a piece of paper. I then slowed down even further (with her still following me) and held up the paper (and my cell phone) so she could see it. She got the point and drove off.
I still say, "WTF?"
Update 5/19, 1 pm
I had another WTF-driving incident this morning. TPT got on the bus, but I chatted briefly with one of the other mom's at the bus stop. Annoyingly, I then met up with the bus two stops later. The bus has its red lights flashing and stop sign out on the corner of "G" and "H" Street (it is on "H" St) . I dutifully stop, although I am actually on "G" St. A big Mommy Truck pulls up behind me and obviously objected to my stopping. She beeped once, but when I didn't go, she zoomed around me with tires squealing. When I caught up to her at the stop light, she gave me the Hairy Eyeball™. WTF?
Was I wrong? Am I not supposed to stop in that situation? And anyway, it takes all of 2 minutes to load the kids, and then you're on your way. Maybe I am just a Crazy Driver™ magnet. If so, then I will have to demagnetize myself...