Pretty hilarious pregnancy-driven road rage encounter this morning.

Right before the turn to my office, there was a road block in the right lane.  There were some cars behind me, and there were cars in the left lane, so I put on my turn signal and waited for a chance to get over.  When I had a chance to get over, I started getting into the left lane, and the person behind me (who thought they could quickly get over and speed past me before I had a chance to get over) blew the horn and started freaking out in her car.  I flipped her off and said (out loud because I can’t help myself), “then don’t be a b*tch!” (because she was being rude.  A nice person would have tried to slow down enough to let the one person in front of them go [or, at the very least, not tried to cut me off]).  Anyway, I got behind her, and noticed right away that she turned down the street to my office.  I knew it! I turned in the other entrance to the parking lot, hoping to avoid a confrontation, but we ended up parking on the same side anyway.  I checked email on my iPhone before I got out (some girlfriends and I are emailing about doing lunch tomorrow).  I thought that the chance for confrontation had passed, and that this girl and I had both cooled off, but apparently not.  I walked in the building, and there she was, standing there, fake talking on her cell phone, waiting for me (I could tell the conversation was fake because it abruptly ended with no goodbye right after I passed).  She followed me to the elevator, and we both got one with one other guy.  I asked which floor, and she reached in front of me, and pushed her floor without a word.  Then, she got off, and I haven’t seen her again.  I wonder why she waited.  I guess just to memorize my face so she can hate me forever. Whatevs.  Anyway, we definitely work for the same company, but I have no idea who she is.  That’s my story!  

Note:  I regret flipping her off, because I think that’s just silly, but I still think she was being rude.