Yielding Is Not Better Than Receiving

Sweet Gummi Mary! The GALL of some people simply amazes me.

Saturday, as I was returning from town, I stopped T-Hoe at the top of the hill that descends to the low water bridge that floods often. It was not flooded, but I saw a truck approaching from the road on the other side. It was pretty far away. I had time to get T-Hoe over the one-lane bridge with no sides before that truck got to it.

However...there is not much room to pass a vehicle on the road past the bridge. This was a full size gray pickup truck, towing a black closed trailer. You know the kind. Or maybe you don't. It's wider than a U-Haul trailer. The kind you can put 4-wheelers in. Or a dune buggy. Or lots of construction equipment. I didn't want to worry about getting T-Hoe's wheels off the pavement, or for that trailer to get off and tip over. There is no shoulder to that road. Just a ditch on each side. So I waited at the top of the hill, where I had room to pull over across the end of a driveway.

The gray pickup proceeded over the bridge, and up the curvy hill to pass me.

THE DRIVER DID NOT GIVE ME A COURTESY WAVE!

Can you believe that? I had gone out of my way to give him the right-of-way, and he couldn't even lift two fingers off the steering wheel for the courtesy wave? Not even a courtesy nod!

What was that driver thinking? That I was chicken to play chicken with him? That I was planning a heist on the house at the end of that driveway? That I'd stopped to pick up a bag of dog food from along the road? [That's another story.] That I lived at that house, and was parking my vehicle sideways? Taking in the view?

I DEMAND MY COURTESY WAVE!

Funny how being courteous to another driver can result in white-hot rage when your courtesy is not reciprocated. I hate it when I'm not appreciated for my magnanimosity...