Whose Turn Is It, Anyway???

Just a short note before I become a “Road Warrior” again. Every day I drive. Every day I promise/swear to be pleasant, “share the road”, not allow myself to be disturbed by the driving flaws of others, etc, etc. In fact I try to reach the zen state
as proposed by a friend of mine: “He/she is ahead of you, get over it”. Sometimes my vow lasts as far as the first stop sign …. umm about 300’, sometimes I don’t even get out of my complex.
What is it about the anonymity of driving that lets us, or at least me, become unreasonable and very, very rude. No, I rarely give people the bird, although I do curse and carry on in my vehicle. If the situation were a line up at the bank or shopping in the grocery store I would not carry on in such a fashion and in fact would be most polite. So … how come I allow traffic/driving/being isolated in a car to alter my behaviour??? Who is the real me and why am I in such a cotton-pickin’ hurry? Who cares if the guy in front of me gets “THE” parking spot? Why do I think I deserve it more than he/she? All of this puzzles me. Some days I kind of feel like Clark Kent or Jekyll and Hyde – one minute mild mannered and unassuming, the next, nasty and aggressive and misbehaving – certainly not playing well with others!