I was driving.
I wanted to change lane. I saw an opening as I began to shimmy my way through the left lane.
(I turned on my left signal light, before I slowly committed.)
The driver honked at me. (He was upset that I cut him.)
I stuck my arm out of my window, and I gave him a thumbs up (as a "thank you"). Then, I looked through my side mirror. He gave me a thumbs down. (It was quite entertaining.)
(FYI, he is an Uber driver. I saw its logo on his back window.)
My younger-self would have been extremely upset at him. I was horrible at road rage. Ever since I came back from Canada last month, I have controlled my road rage. (Canada rarely has road rage, unlike the Bay Area.)
Continue on to my story...
I allowed this driver to pass me, once we merged onto the freeway. (He quickly passed me.) I was ready for him to pass me. As he passed me, I gave him a huge smile (revealing my teeth). He shook his head, and gave me another thumbs down. (His lady was his passenger as well.)
10 minutes later, we headed the same way. Apparently, we took the same exit. He was still way ahead of me. Surprisingly, I caught up with him, until he was waiting for the red light. (We were few cars away from each other.)
Then, we parted ways, once we approached the residential area. He turned right, while I turned left. Before we took our turns, we looked at each other. I gave him a smile, while he just astonishingly smiled at me.
That was it.
After all, it did not end up as a road rage.
I am trying to not be very harsh on myself.
Road rage keeps on going. Most importantly, proving somebody wrong will not go anywhere. Nobody will win, unless somebody pulls a gun. Then, somebody will die from just a road rage.
On my old road rage, I used to foul mouth, yell, flip off, and take any other violent action. This is not worth it. (You want to be the winner so you stand for yourself.)
I retire from road rage.
I give you a huge smile with a thumbs up.