can't we adopt a slower pace?

i had an insane fit of road rage today. this hasn't happened to me in a long time - probably since i left st. louis. that probably says more than a little about the stress level in my life at the current moment. i was stalking people in the parking lot, waiting for someone to leave their parking spot so i could get to physics (along with probably 15 other folks). finally i had my spot & this douche bag behind me guilt tripped me into giving him the spot. "you know you saw me driving up here following her...." that kinda crap. after the day i'd had, it was the last straw. i literally saw red. i drove away yelling to myself in the car about this guy's douchbaggery when i realized i couldn't just drive away. i wanted to get out of the car & tear his eyeballs out. (i know it's harsh - but again, i had a rough day...) instead, i drove back by & screamed at him - not swearing or anything. i had to let him know he was being a dick. i'm not proud of myself or anything. just glad i didn't slash his tires... :)