So.. yesterday,
I finished my class at 6 p.m. And I had to drive home after that. Our class ended later than usual, so my expectation was that I will reach home later. Usually I reach home an hour or so later due to the traffic. My expectation for that day was that I reach home 1 hour+ later, just a few minutes later than my usual time.
How wrong I was.
I made a mistake by turning in to the shop lots. While the distance traveled is shorter (around 400-500 meters before reaching the highway) compared to another alternative that I could have taken that day, there were multiple intersections. There was a severe bottleneck effect (many lanes from other intersections squeezing into one lane) before reaching the exit to the highway, and I was driving at such a slow pace that the time taken for me to walk the whole distance was 5-6 times faster than the time taken for driving at that moment - I took half an hour to drive past that area.
That whole experience made me rage.
I normally do not go into an enraged state when I get caught in a jam. Sometimes, these jams are unavoidable because all major towns and cities in Malaysia, cars are everywhere. If a family has 4 members and 3 of them could drive, it's most likely that the number of cars they own is greater or equal than 'n - 1', where 'n' is the number of family member who can drive. Heck, my family has 3 cars - we have 3 people who can drive.
Back to the main story. While I don't normally rage when stuck in a jam, it did happen before once prior to this second rage story. It was when I was in college, and I had to drive to college that day. Unfortunately for me, there was this thing called 'Federal Territories Day' in Kuala Lumpur, and there were rehearsals the wee hours of the morning. Only thing is that morning, the rehearsal ended later than usual, which coincide with the working/going to school crowd.
I was stuck, everyone is. I could even put my car on 'P' gear and it would be fine. I was trapped long enough to drive me to a rage. I just had to release my anger I guess. I was late for class- as expected, by almost an hour. But I wasn't the latest though. My friend was later than me. All in all, I did not want to experience something like that again, but I did.
Flash forward to yesterday, I was so pissed. I realise I made a mistake using that route but it's too late. I kept knocking my head at the headrest. People who saw me could see I was trying to lighten up the stress and annoyance they're facing. Then when I got closer to a smooth journey, F-bombs were released. The closer I was, the more were dropped.
Craploads of swearing below. I you can't strong language, then try to. What I'm gonna type might be hilarious to some.
The reason why there was a bottleneck was other cars from other lanes going to other roads were jumping queue. I do admit that I do that once a while, but that mostly occurs when I'm not familiar with the road and realise that I'm in the wrong lane and therefore have to cut in in order to go to where I wanna go. But those sunovafucks! I shouted Fuck anytime I see anyone driving like a douche. I called those who cut my lane a 'Fucking Fuck', because calling them a 'Fucker' is not enough since those Fucks are a fucking piece of fuck. Of course I yelled all this with my car windows winded up, cuz if one of those fucks have their windows winded down and heard what I have to fucking say about what they fucking did I'll be fucked since I'm stuck in a jam and I can't fucking escape.
Yeah, I swore so much that I could make Eminem's dirtiest song sound like a nursery rhyme. But this pissed and raged part of me only exist temporarily. As the moment I got off the car, I was back to normal.
In the end, it took me half an hour longer to reach home. I was fucking exhausted. I haven't eaten anything in 6+ hours. And I really was sick of driving for the night.
Moral of the story: Learn more ways to go home, so you won't be pissed if one can't be used. Also, pick the best one for the situation. I knew 3 main roads back with multiple ways to enter the 3 main roads. But I picked the wrong one, and I got stuck.
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