I know that no one else controls my response, but I have a deeply ingrained habit to blame the “didn’t signal – won’t move over – changed lanes onto me – talking on the phone” men and women who impact my drives.
I’ve learned about myself that driving is an activity where I can blame others (shout and cuss angrily) and still feel safe, as I have my car and movement to protect me (belief!). Would I behave the same way in the Qwik-Trip if someone deep in thought walked right up to a clerk when I’d been waiting with my eggs and tortilla chips? No, I wouldn’t. We are more polite to each other with physical presence (belief!). It’s like the space and vehicle take away the human connection (belief!).
I feel like I am a better driver than most others (belief!). Shifting point-of-view, I realize it is possible that others see me the same way as I do them, since I tend to be a very aggressive driver (belief!). As I write this, all I can think of is, “and why does this matter so much to me?”