Speaking of Trolls & Conflict

My stars must have been aligned for it on Friday cause there was no reprieve -- it continued to seek me out.

On our way home from dinner, two speeding cars in the oncoming lane both made unexpected u-turns into our lane about 30 feet in front of us. The smaller car cleared the turn, but the SUV barreled over the curb and onto the sidewalk exploding the passenger side tire. Chris had to jam on the brakes not to collide. At first we thought it was teenagers goofing around, but when the SUV pulled over we saw a woman crying with her dog inside. Our impression changed to that she was a victim of some kind of freakish road rage and was run off. So we turned around to help.

Chris asked if she was OK, handed her his cell phone and started changing her tire. She took his phone -- but she didn't call the police, or AAA or a friend or family member -- she called the person driving the other car -- her boyfriend or husband who she was in the middle of breaking up with. Something about another woman. Didn't catch all the details. The SUV driver didn't just call him once. He'd hang up and she'd call again -- to continue the argument. After a few calls, Chris took back his phone and five minutes later she asked for it again and called the boyfriend.

Fifteen minutes later, he came back, didn't offer to take over or help Chris with the tire -- instead they argued some more while Chris finished.

Apparently it didn't occur to either that their road rage tiff almost wrecked into a family with a small child. No, no, don't mind us. What are a few random casualties when it comes to a lovers' quarrel?