OH. HECK. NO.
Mr. Corolla suddenly hit the gas and took off in the right lane. I sat there, stunned, still in the passing lane, watching the Greek letters plastered on his rear window grow smaller as he sped away.
I shrugged and got back into the right lane and pondered why in the world he had taken off.
And then it hit me.
I'm driving a MINIVAN.
And incidents like this, in my experience, are not that unusual. I mean, nobody likes to be passed, I guess. But. Since becoming the owner of a minivan, I have noticed that there are certain drivers out there who are, say, intimidated? by an approaching van. They see a white Town & Country appear in their rear view mirror and they get flustered, their egos completely on high alert, refusing to be passed by the proverbial Mom Car, the definition of All That Is Uncool In the World, and their foot hits the gas.
As the driver of a minivan, I find this to be wonderfully entertaining.
I've found that on the road, we become what we drive. I am no longer Katie, the blonde who likes to take pictures and drink too much coffee, who had three kids in a row and outgrew her old car and chose to trade her old car and pay cash for a van, so we could transport our growing crew with ease. I mean, I guess we could have bought an SUV, what is slowly becoming the new Mom Car (like the Chevy Traverse, the "minivan without sliding doors"). But, we chose a van. We like sliding doors. Granted, I swore I'd never drive one, but we went ahead and chucked that promise into the pile of other "I Will Nevers" that I said in reference to parenting. Ha. And, I've found, that to drivers on the road, this is now the definition of who I am. I am Katie, the Driver of the Minivan.
Actually, it's like I actually BECOME the minivan.
KATIE THE MINIVAN.
Drivers get angsty when they see me creepin'.
And I have to wonder, am I the only one that notices this? The only Mom Car occupant who senses that there are certain cars that SHALL NOT BE PASSED BY A VAN?
I suppose it could be my imagination. But, I'm curious: For my van-driving friends, have you ever noticed this? And to my non-van-driving friends, do you hate getting passed by a van??
Have a lovely day. :)