“Yesterday I cut someone off in traffic. Total mistake. He laid on the horn, flipped me off, and when fate had it that we both ended up in the same parking lot—he was waiting.
Middle finger up. Yelling. Cursing. “LEARN HOW TO DRIVE!”
I stopped. Rolled down my window. Let him vent. Then I said calmly:
👉 “You’re right. I cut you off. I’m sorry. That was a stupid mistake—and I’m grateful for your quick reflexes that kept us safe.”
He froze. Still mad… but caught off guard. All he could mutter was:
“Just be careful.”
Inside the store, I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was him—only this time, calm.
“I owe you an apology. I had a rough morning. Thank you for reminding me everyone makes mistakes. I shouldn’t have reacted like that.”
We smiled, wished each other a good day, and walked away.
Lesson learned: Kindness disarms. Sometimes three words—I am sorry—can turn rage into understanding.”
Credit -Connie Manning~