hussle before the car has stopped. lol

or

the one that goes around everyone in the line and double parks, stopping all traffic, taking cuts.

that pisses me off.

ah ha

little things in life

It's crazy.

You are lucky to get to be so close to this scene of great importance! It's as good as being right behind Beyonce in the line!

The ones I loathe are the ones who, driving down a neighborhood street, see their friend walking or driving in the opposite direction, and actually stop the car to have a conversation, from the middle of the road. As you come up behind them, I guess you're supposed to feel lucky to witness this important conversation.

That's a good one.

That's what one gets for having one's kids 8 years apart.

Then I had my nuts clipped.

That is the way certain parents think. They hold up the line of traffic where I live, too. I understand that kids might get scared for some reason and don't want to ride the bus, but if you drop your child off at school, be short and sweet.

How people only tend to live within their own little pod...never looking at the cars stacking up behind them.

and dimmer switches.

And turn signals. I always thought those were a good idea.

It always could be worse.

Seriously you will be happier and live longer if you find a way not to let people like this stress you out. Plus using your car to teach lessons is not really a great idea. It leads to road rage and accidents.

My suggestion is to get there early enough so you don't have to worry about your kid being tardy. Both you and your kid will have a better day, even if you had to wait a few minutes for a thoughtless driver.

Chill a bit with the over thinking a person's post.

There is no need to "get it off your chest" if you avoid stressing about it in the first place. That was my point.

a lesson. She went to pull around me. I was leaving. She then had to move back into line. End of story.

Some people use the Lounge as a means to rid themselves of the stress of a situation. It kind of works that way. It's why I also keep a blog...instead of creating a real life version of "Falling Down". Stress is a part of daily life. It's how we deal with it, in the end, that matters. Really over thinking a post here.

The rudeness on the part of a clueless carpool parent does NOT trump your right to go through a seamless drop-off. You shouldn't have to leave early to allow them to be slow in the carpool. Hell no. They need to understand that drop off means open the door, get your stuff and get out. Anything more than that should require using those things called PARKING lots. The carpool lane is not a parking lot.

I hate when people give advice to be sure those doing the right thing cater to other people's rudeness.

The only time someone can tell me to chill is if I honk as your kid is opening the door to get out, lol!

And maybe it is because I ride a motorcycle, but I avoid doing anything which might piss another driver off even if they are way in the wrong. My (very loud) horn is only used to avoid a potential collision, never to punish bad driving. Particularly on a daily commute, you might interact with that person again. It is easy to create enemies, not so easy to make friends of enemies on the road.

You may think it is the end of the story, but maybe not if that other driver is a vengeful person who who holds a grudge. Maybe next time she sees you in the mirror she takes even longer talking to her kid.

Please take a step back and realize that nothing happened here, except for thoughts to myself about the person in front of, and then behind, me. Not even one single horn honk happened. I then shared the happy experience of dealing with the truly obtuse with DU. There is no vengeful Honda Accord driver in my near future. Relax.

Some people don't always get the "blow off steam" concept.

I fear I have created more stress for the poster who is concerned about what I am going to do with my own stress. I felt better about it the second I posted it and now it appears that I have just added to someone's bad day.

And brought back some memories from when I had kids in school.

You wouldn't be worrying about what I think if you were completely comfortable with the way you reacted to the situation. And I am having a great day, thank you. I was just trying to have you look at a little differently. Sorry I tried though.

No children, puppies, crazy parents etal were harmed due to the events of this morning. Only the feelings of one DUer, perhaps, who over thought the whole story and now cannot gracefully extricate him/herself. Just a thought there. I truly hope you are having a good day.

people in life cause you stress, even for a little while. Also one thing I have learned in 60 years is that things are not always as they appear to be. Sometimes the "rude person" is not being thoughtless - maybe they are just having a difficult day. Yes they should have pulled into the parking lot to have that conversation but maybe the kid is really disorganized and something big is happening that day that they need to be reminded about...Or maybe she is just a rude person. But that is her problem, not mine.

Seriously, some people are just clueless.

When maybe there is a better way which would make their life so much less stressful and more enjoyable - but no I would rather vent about that rude person....

that movie-- Red Heat. with Jim Belushi and Schwarzenegger.

Ahnuld plays a Russian policeman who is in Chicago to pick up a criminal for extradition. The precinct captain says to him, "I know you're Russian, but hey-- cops are cops the world over. How do you guys deal with stress?"

Ahnuld's one-word reply: "Vodka."

I am 41, lost a husband at 37, have raised 1 and a half (I say half on one because he's a middle schooler) children and have yet to take anyone out with my car. I have, many a time, posted things such as this as a quirky little slice of life commentary. I am sorry it has caused you more than a bit of stress this morning. It was not my intent.

My children are long outta school, but I can relate to your anger.

Unfortunately, these "special" people hold up lines everywhere. Like the drive through bank line. They have to count their change, adjust their seats, put everything neatly away in their cars, fix their mirrors, etc., etc., before they can just drive up thirty inches and let someone else get started.

Or the fast food drive through. These people have to put their change away, etc., etc., before they can drive up thirty inches to let someone else get their order.

But regardless of whether it's school, the bank, or the fast food drive through, there is one trait that is a common denominator in all of these situations. That being that these "special" people are just plain selfish and self-absorbed.

Which one of them is the BIGGER asshole!!! LOL

As if they are the only ones shopping.

Or there is a large hallway with 2 or more people stopped greeting each other and talking in the middle of the hallway instead of to the side? Sort of like a herd of cattle walking along the middle of a pathway.

to figure out where they're going next.

I seem to run into a lot of mor-ans who just stand in the middle of the grocery aisle and block traffic as if no one else is trying to complete their shopping and get on with their lives.

It was at the Seattle airport. He and his wife got off the escalator (which was packed) and he stopped dead to adjust something on his suitcase absolutely oblivious to the people piling up and yelling behind him. There's nowhere to go when that happens. I was next and I just gave him a big push, luckily he didn't fall down and he DID get out of the way but he seemed very puzzled as to why everyone was so agitated.

hopefully somebody will put me away and put everyone else out of their misery!

as if I am feeble, and makes apologies to people for the fact that, I too, have decided to shop in the aisle that they are in. He will steer me out of my price checking of noodles so that someone else can price check theirs. It is the life of an embarrassed-by-the-fact-that-I-have-a-mother teen boy. I shudder to think what will happen when I turn 60.

It only gets worse! Take it from someone in their early 50s!

Believe me when I tell you that I understand exactly what you mean. I cannot count the number of times, especially in the summer, when one or more tourons (a National Park Service friend gave me that word - apparently it's used a lot in the NPS) get on the escalator and either don't move to the right so that walkers can get by them or stop and stand right at the end of the escalator. It's frightening because so many seem to be rather fragile looking older people or parents with young children. In one instance that I saw, and almost got to participate in, last summer, a family group of 7 or 8 people strolled leisurely to the escalator at the end of the line station, stood at the top debating dinner choices, got mad as commuters walked between them to get to the escalator to get out of the station and go home to their own dinners, and finally got onto the escalator en masse with granny and gramps in front. When granny and gramps got to the bottom, they stopped to wait for the rest of the brood, who all got off and then continued their conversation regarding dinner and the next day's sightseeing plans tightly clustered around the bottom of the escalator. In an effort to avoid these idiots several commuters had to move back up the escalator steps (always fun) while yelling at them to move. Finally one commuter had enough and simply pushed her way through the obstruction, almost knocking granny over in the process (commuter did apologize reasonably politely). Granny started to scream several rather vile racists comments at the retreating commuter's back. At that, one of the Metro clerks came over and made the group move, which they did protesting that they were just talking. Oy

from the bottom of the escalator as I could. I always figured it was a stupid place to put a sign that people stop for minutes to look at. Also, don't get me started on the grocery store "kiddie-car" carts.

Putting the store directory halfway up or down the escalator. And watch them fall over each other.

Our school district is very small, so the dropoff line is usually only two or three cars long at any time in the morning, but still--what is it with people who think they're the only ones in the universe? Boot the kid outta the car out of respect for others and MOVE.

My pet peeve is picking up in the afternoon. Same spot, but because we're all waiting there for the kids to get out, it's not a continually shifting line of cars--we're all stuck there till the bell rings. No problem--we all pull up nicely...except for ONE annoying woman, who plops her minivan anywhere she likes along the curb, eliminating several spots for more cars. She can't back up to the car behind her to make room for others? Nope, apparently not. It's the equivalent of parking diagonally across three spaces in a parking lot. Grr.

We were issued a number at the beginning of the year. When you pulled up, you had your number placard in your window. They snagged the correspondingly numbered kid and popped them in the car. It was amazingly efficient, even though (of course) we grumbled about it in the beginning.

And you cant say anything to them because youll probably end up sitting next to them at the school play or the kids will get a group project together.

We're all just an inconvenience to people like that.

When I refused to open the window, she spit on it. Nice example for the kids, eh?

Unfortunately, if you go the office, they can't do anything about it. The school already knows who the troublemaker parents are.

when ours were in elementary school and the geniuses had figured out a convoluted path for dropping off and picking up kids. I raised my hand and in a whiny voice asked, "I drive a big Mercedes, do these rules apply to me too?"

(I live in a heavily repub area.)

It's Jiffy Lube.