I don’t like to blog when I’m in a bad mood for I fear that once I start venting in this public forum, it will put me on a slippery slope to projecting my own inner demons — or daily frustrations — onto the world. And while my life is, on the whole good, since last evening, it seems that so many things keep going wrong.
Last night, I left early to see the flick, Transamerica which a number of film-loving friends have recommended highly to me. It’s playing nearby at Laemmle’s Sunset 5 — one of the best places to see independent flicks in LA. But, that great place to see good movies also has perhaps the worst parking lot in the area. And last night, I couldn’t find any parking. (Despite the crowd, they kept the lowest level closed.) After driving around for fifteen minutes or so and realizing that the movie had already started, I headed for the exit where the attendant attempted to charge me for driving around and missing my movie — after I had informed him there was no parking.
Today, driving to the gym, all of a sudden this woman in front of me just stops. Fortunately, I was able to brake in time. She didn’t move and just waited. Finally, despite her failure to put on her turn signal, I realized she wanted to back into the parking spot on the street next to me. But, she couldn’t do it unless I backed up (which I couldn’t do) or changed lanes (which I couldn’t do at that moment). Finally, I was able to maneuver into the left lane. As I a passed this lady, I realized why she had failed to activate her turn signal. With one hand on the wheel and the other holding her cell phone, she had no free limb left to click it.
Perhaps it was because of that that while driving home after my workout, I almost gave the finger to another woman similarly driving, her head tilted while her hand helped balance her cell phone between her chin and shoulder. I had no reason to get angry at that woman. While she was driving while talking on her cell phone, she was observing the rules of the road. Her car was facing mine at an intersection; she had stopped after the car in front of her had gone through. I should have been pleased because instead of slowing at the stop sign, then rushing ahead despite oncoming traffic as many in my neighborhood are wont to do, she was waiting for me to turn when she knew because I had indicated by my activated left-turn signal.
But, given my crabby mood earlier today, I was unable to recognize her good driving and focused only on what I didn’t like — her talking on the cell phone (while driving).
Back here, I wondered if my hot-tempered reaction to this woman driving with a cell phone, (while observing the rules of the road) was like that of Democrats and others on the left to President Bush. I had nothing against this particular driver, just felt the need to vent after a number of difficult experiences. And given that she was driving with a cell phone, she had something in common with someone who had recently made my driving difficult. Just one of many recent aggravations, not all of which I list. (Perhaps being an Angeleno now, I focus on the driving difficulties.)
Just as we all get angry at aggravations in our lives, we all from time to time project our anxieties onto those not responsible for our current woes. And given the tenor (& irrationality) of some of the Bush-hatred, I wondered today (yet again) if those who so regularly and vehemently express their hatred of President Bush, if they’re just projecting other frustrations and personal turmoil onto the President of the United States because they just don’t like his politics. Just as I don’t like it when people drive while talking on a cell phone (without a “hands-free” device). At least today, I recognized what I was doing. And realize I was wrong to get upset at this woman. And grateful that I didn’t give her the finger.