As E.J. Becker so appropriately put it, I may well have witnessed the first documented case of scraper rage.
It was last Thursday, the morning after the latest big snow. I was at the stop light at the intersection of Johnson Drive and Antioch. Directly in front of me was an SUV. To the right of it, a smaller car, let’s call it a Taurus.
The driver of the Taurus, God love him, had apparently decided that scraping his windshield was not necessary. So there he sat, snow packed winshield, hanging his head out the window like a dog in order to see.
Then, suddenly, the driver of the SUV got out, scraper in hand, and walked up to the Taurus as it sat waiting on the light to turn green. The man proceeded to scrape the windshield of the unsuspecting motorist, gave him a look as if to say, “You’re Welcome”, and proceeded back to his car, pulling through the intersection as the light turned green.
Both the Taurus driver and I just sat there for a moment, clearly shocked by what had occurred.
To the driver of the SUV….sir, you are truly a man with no fear.
To the driver of the Taurus….here’s hoping you scrape next time.