I used to have severe anger issues.

And it been a very long time since I've felt that little burning ball of hate, deep down in the pit of my stomach, grow into an raging inferno that fills me with an all consuming desire to destroy another human beings will to live. A half hour ago I was there, I'm still beyond pissed, but the urge to go back out and find the worthless piece of E36 M3 and break every berkeleying bone in his worthless berkeleying body had mostly passed.

I used to live off of this feeling. I used to invite in with open arms. I don't like it anymore. I don't want to feel it anymore. I don't want my son to be exposed to it. It's been so long since I've been so angry. I'm coming down now.

In reply to Nick (Not-Stig) Comstock:

I noticed that change pretty quickly after my daughter was born. Years of working technical support left me pretty jaded and just generally a horrible person with a short temper. I'm still a cynic but I don't want her to see me treat people with the same callousness that I did a year and a half ago, and I sure don't want her to be like that. Maybe I'm getting old or maybe I just learned what is important in life either way it feels pretty good.

In reply to The0retical:

Did you try unplugging it and plugging it back in?

In reply to Dr. Hess:

That only works if the 110v power is on for the computer to power up. "But the phone works. Why won't my computer get on the internet?"

I wish to this day I never had that conversation.

In reply to Nick (Not-Stig) Comstock:

"Stress is that confusion created when your mind is trying to override your bodies basic desire to choke the living sit out of some as hole that desperately needs it" . I have come to recognize stress for what it is and move on. Now where is that ignore thread..

Laws exist for the exact purpose of keeping stupid motherberkeleyers alive when Darwin is trying so hard to remove them from the gene pool. I think one of the reasons the zombie apocalypse fantasy is so pervasive and lasting is there is a seething rage in many that is held back by a veneer of civility and threat of legal consequences.

I'll tell the story now.

My wife bought a bicycle. My son was super excited to go for a family bike ride this morning. We had been riding around the neighborhood for about a half hour. Waving at people and having a great time. We were coming down a street a couple blocks away from home, my wife was in front, my son in the middle and I was bringing up the rear. We are just riding and the boy is singing a song as we pass a man was walking around the corner of street that intersected ours. The man screams to my son "IDIOT, THERE HE GOES, THE NEXT GENERATION OF IDIOTS" I ride over to him and say "excuse me!?" "You heard what the berkeley I said, he's an idiot, you're an idiot, what the berkeley are you going to do about it?" My son started bawling, he hit the curb and fell of his bike. I said some extremely bad things, resisting the urge to gouge out this wretched old mans eyeballs with my bare hands. Eventually the man started walking away, he didn't say anything else except top tell me to just ride away. I rode beside him for a half a block, neither one of us saying anything. I told him he was truly a piece of E36 M3 and turned around.

My wife had been calming the boy down, but I was just so livid that I was doing nothing but bringing bad energy into it. Just absolutely ruined my day.

Jesus.

having started to calm down now, have you any idea at all what the ass hole was going on about ? I've never heard this sort of the thing before … I'll admit to a certain amount of angst towards gangs of adult kitted up bikers riding 3 and 4 abreast out on the highway,(and even then I wouldn't have ever thought what he was yelling) … but never in our community roads

I'm kinda used to morons talking E36 M3 to me in a professional capacity, and nothing aggravates them more than to see that they're not having an effect on you.

But yeah, being the better person is occasionally tough.

teach your child to be better than that old man. That's how you fight it.

Eh, I probably would have leveled him.

You are a better man than I.

In reply to wbjones:

I have no idea, we didn't get within 25' of him. my son was singing a song about bobble heads, he had been singing it all the way down the street. As far as I know no one even looked at the guy, he was still on the other street when we passed him.

Fork lift driver on Friday yanks the door open on my truck and starts screaming at me, I was out of the truck in a flash begging him to take his best shot. He's running his mouth how he's gonna beat my ass.

Management told me to work it out.

I'm confused as to how I am supposed react to someone who yanks my door open and starts screaming at me?

I'm not good at confrontations, I'm all in or out the door.

The world is full of stupid, crazy, broken, hateful, confused, angry, lazy, corrupt, wicked, self destructive, insensible, insensitive, dumb, ignorant and just plain wierd people.

Just do your best to rise above all that, and always be conscience of the fact that no humans are exempt from being on that list, not even you yourself, and try not to land yourself on that list everyday.

And be humble enough to realize that you do land on that more often than you think you do.

Edit: also make a point of teaching this to your children, set the best example that you can.

That's completely bizarre. To verbally assault a kid like that seems almost like mental illness. Maybe a call to police and social services and have the geezer picked up for a 72 hour involuntary "evaluation" at the local nuthatch.

See, just a little creativity keeps you out of jail and sees justice done.

BTW, is it possible that the dude was mentality ill or had dementia?

My best friend uncle had dementia, and he did some mind boggling and disturbing stuff right before they put him in the full time care facility.

Definitely seems like mental issues, or he was just having a very bad day on his own and decided to take it out on an 8yo boy. He wasn't that old, late 50's maybe. I could have handled it better. I said some things that I wouldn't dare repeat here. The anger just came so fast and so consumed my mind that I lost all rational control. That is the scary part.

My friends used to call me Berserker. I'd go apeE36 M3 at the drop of a hat, not proud of it but it was me. Lifting weights did nothing to stem the apeE36 M3 tide, it just made me bigger and stronger but Martial Arts calmed me down.

There for a while I was doing a pretty good job of being a civilized suburbanite but as I have gotten older my patience has been getting shorter and shorter and my tolerance for that sort of bullE36 M3 has dissipated completely.

Especially where the kids are concerned, mama bear aint got E36 M3 on Poppa Yeti. That would have ended badly...

Jesus... I was thinking morons in traffic or having to deal with the least common denominator in the HR office.

That's a whole other level.

The_Jed wrote: My friends used to call me Berserker. I'd go apeE36 M3 at the drop of a hat, not proud of it but it was me.

I was called the Rager. Like I said, it has been a very long time since I've felt like that. I honestly thought it was gone

i know i'm just some guy on the internet with a standard internet-guy opinion, but in my opinion if anything gives you a reason to be mad it's some shiny happy person attacking a child. Whatever you said you didn't put the guy in the hospital, that's some pretty good restraint. I don't know what struggles you have with anger and i realize the 'flare up' might be hard on you, but look at the good- you aren't in handcuffs. Your son didn't see you beat some guy senseless. Could've ended much worse.

You need a better bicycle. One that can do huge burnouts for after the screaming.

I'm generally very easy going, but I probably would have hurt that dude.

Nick, whatever you said, no matter how bad, he deserved the verbal abuse. It definitely sounds like he has some issues. A normal person doesn't behave like that. Good that you were able to restrain any physical abuse. You handled the situation well. It'll be interesting to see what happens if your paths cross again. If he has mental problems he might not even remember.

I commend you not just for resisting the urge to pummel his ass into next week, but also your courage for admitting that it was not easy. I have anger issues. These days it is usually only hard for me when I have too much on my plate and my patience is running thin. I don't like feeling out of control. I think I would not have been able to restrain myself as much as you did.