dan-pearce-road-rageHe instantly chilled the heck out. And I mean, instantly.

He suddenly got this huge smile on his face.

He suddenly perked up. And his posture straightened. And he lifted his hand.

And he waved like we were old pals. I’m sure inside he was just dying. After all, road rage is supposed to be anonymous, right?

I’m kind of a jerk sometimes, in that, when people are idiots I let them sit with it for a while, and sometimes I stir the pot just because it makes me laugh. In all honesty, I did not know this guy at all. Our entire history was superficial and insincere at best. So, I did what I often do to people who are having road rage. I picked up my phone and pretended to video him or snap a picture of him.

You’ve never seen someone get all bug-eyed and dart out of there so quick.

I don’t even know why I do that.

I just like making people squirm.

Holding up your phone horizontally, and tapping the screen, makes people panic in those situations. They just showed you their worst, and they don’t like that part of themselves. They just have never done anything about it because there have never really been any consequences.

And maybe that’s it. Maybe that’s why I pretend to photograph or video their moment (or the moment right after their moment).

I love how they never get upset about it. They just get a look of what-the-heck-is-happening here and they get the heck out of there because they can’t process what I’m doing in real time.

I think I secretly hope that doing something to make them fear, just a little bit, that the very behavior they’ve become far too cozy with actually might have consequences.

Or something like that.

I don’t know. I just know I don’t understand road rage. I don’t get road rage. Road rage is ridiculous to me. And people need to get it in check. None of us, and I mean none of us are perfect drivers. We all botch little things from time to time that don’t hurt anyone. We just need to smile, wave it off, and move on.

People are people, and you shouldn’t treat me any differently if I’m a stranger from Kentucky, or the neighbor that you kind of sort of know. If you’re going to be an angry jerk to me, do it when you’re a neighbor, too. At least I’ll know you’re being honest. Now I’ll never trust that neighbor’s friendliness again, because I saw how fast he could flip that switch and become the nicest, fakest guy on the planet.


They really need to fix that intersection. Either make the stop sign more visible, or get rid of it all together.

It’s a low traffic parking lot. We don’t need stop signs where they don’t belong. And when almost nobody gets that intersection right (no matter how long they’ve been going there), it means the stop sign is in the wrong place, folks. Let’s call it what it is.

Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing

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Dan Pearce is an American-born author, app developer, photographer, and artist. This blog, Single Dad Laughing, is what he's most known for, with more than 2 million daily subscribers as of 2017. Pearce writes mostly humorous and introspective works, as well as his musings which span from fatherhood, to dating, to life, to the people and dynamics of society. Single Dad Laughing is much more than a blog. It's an incredible community of people just being real and awesome together!