Anybody else have what seems to be a senior citizen driving you around?
An angry, opinionated senior citizen*?

Cody is an angry driver. An aggressive driver. A very impatient driver.

A driver that makes a comment about EVERY OTHER CAR THAT DARES TO GET IN THE WAY OF HIS LIFE GOALS AND AMBITIONS.

If someone slows down to get a good look at some Christmas lights?

“HOLY CRAP PEOPLE! WHY ARE WE GOING TEN IN A TWENTY FIVE?”

If someone slows down to make a right turn? (The NERVE!)
“GOOD NIGHT! ARE YOU STOPPING OR TURNING?”

If someone doesn’t turn left at the first opportunity?”
“OH MY HECK! I WANT TO GET HOME BEFORE CHRISTMAS DUDE!”

Oy.

Please tell me it’s not just mine.

Because he may have been gone forty days but it only took four minutes in a car with him to remind me about all that “other stuff” I didn’t miss so much. Good thing we watched so many movies. Made me forget about all that other stuff.

Until we got in the car again at least.

*when I say senior citizen I am using my own 80 year old grandfather as an example. I don’t mean your sweet gentle natured grandparent.

Comments

  1. I’m first, I’m first! I have nothing to add- Well, my husband IS old- a whopping 37- so it goes without saying that he’s working hard on achieving that AARP driving status. And if the cell phone rings, you can just forget it… you’re going to be going 45 in a 70. Ugh. Now I’m all irritated with him. Thanks.

    :)

  2. That reminds me of the time I picked up my (now-ex-[I was younger and dumb once too])husband from the airport after a week-long business trip and in the space of two minutes he burped, farted, and hocked a big loogie out the window. Missed you, honey!

    Now I have a non-spitting model who rarely farts or burps. He’s an upgrade in every respect.

  3. And here I thought you were talking about the moosh, we’ve passed a law in my car that unless you know how to drive you are not allowed to comment on driving. This after Drama Queen yelled out my window “If you can’t park it don’t drive it” OY! is right!

  4. Ha ha! I would normally be the one using those impatient exclamations, and usually at 80+ year old drivers who swarm to this part of Florida this time of year :)

  5. Eh, law school just intensifies that urge. Now that I’ve been graduated 7 months my urge to scream at other cars has faded away. It was like 3 years of Tourette’s for me. Hopefully as final exam stress melts away he’ll do less of that, until late January anyway when it all starts back up again.

  6. Oh, my husband is just like that. Only instead of just commenting about how dumb the other drivers are, he has to go on and on and explain to me what it was that they did wrong and why it is wrong and how doing these wrong things is BAD BAD BAD and then, because I will never learn, I defend the other driver and we usually end up in a disagreement every time we go anywhere together. Very annoying.

  7. Hubbz is the same way! I sit white knucked and/or gasping almost every trip we take in the car (and since I just had a c-section 2 weeks ago, he’s driving me everywhere these days!!). My favorite is his tendency to tailgate… because getting right up behind someone that’s already a crappy driver is SUCH a good idea. NOTHING bad can possibly come from that.

  8. mine IS the old man. He’s sooo not aggressive that it’s irritating. I just think happy thoughts and zone him out.

  9. Uh, the senior citizen behind the wheel in our family is me ;)

    And I just got an F.O.P. sticker, so now I’m too legit to quit.

  10. I have a weekly study group at my church and it is amazing how often driving comes up as one of the issues we need to work on. Outside the car: pleasant loving people. Behind the wheel: homicidal judgemental maniacs.

    I think it is because in life we normally have private spaces (home) where other people do not generally intrude, and public spaces (the mall etc) where we have no ownership and expect less control. But in the car, we take our little private space (car) out into the big public space (road) and we have more of an illusion of control.

    I try to think of it as being part of a big team. We only score if everyone gets to their destination happy and safe.

  11. i think all males are like that

  12. My husband is a 100 year old behind the wheel. We drive, in the middle lane, and every single other vehicle on the road passes us. INCLUDING SEMI TRUCKS pulling THREE trailers full of potatoes.

    Eric isn’t angry, but he is cautious and ridiculously slow.

  13. Yep, my husband’s the same. I hold my breath at least five times in any given car ride with him. And I say to him at least 10 times, “Baby, just calm down.”

  14. EEEK. Your hubby and my hubby must’ve taken lessons at the same school. Only it’s worse now because he got a ticket and I have to do all -and I mean ALL- of the driving for a few more weeks. Our rides now sound like the following:

    “Are you going to wait til the last minute to take the other lane?”

    “The speed limit is 40…. how fast are you driving again?”

    “Get in the other lane… then you won’t have to… oh forget it.”

    “I swear, I HATE when you drive.”

    et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.

    By the end of the drive, I have no hair left, no voice left from telling him to shut up, and my fingers are embedded in the steering wheel because I’m so darn anxious with him in the passenger seat.

  15. I hear ya, definitely a Cody thing… must be the name…

  16. trust me when i say, cody ain’t got nothin on my road rage…

  17. Mine is an unattentive driver.

    Call a tie?