to the lady in the older burgundy buick: i’m sorry. i’m usually much nicer than that. i think it was the little bob-and-weave you did into my lane before you looked and saw me coming and kinda overcorrected the other way. it freaked me out, so instead of my usual behavior towards lane changers (give them space, wave them over), well, i chose the more aggressive response of punching it to get out of your way. and i felt bad, because being polite always feels good. i mean, you were using your turn signal, you just weren’t looking. or going with the flow of traffic.
hint for those wanting to merge into another lane: slowing down to contemplate your options is not the safest or most efficient way. if you are going two thirds the speed of other traffic, it’s damn hard to assimilate into it. just a thought.