(I originally posted this in SS/FG but I thought it might be of some help over here too)
Riding along a fairly busy street tonight I get egged, hit me right on the hip and splattered all over my leg and arm. I was pretty pissed, but it wasn't that big of a deal. 15 minutes later, on a side street, the same ****ers come up again and get me square in the back. Then I was furious. I mean gut-churning, boiling rage. I rode about another 1/4 mile and had to stop. I pulled over and tried to calm down. I started trying to think kind, compassionate thoughts about these turds. At first the best I could do was hope they get caught and get gang-***** in prison. Then I remembered that I have egged people (back when I was a young turd myself) and I didn't get gang-*****. From there, it was only a few minutes until I was happy as can be! A big smile on my face, grateful to have a bike and loving life. Being angry really makes me unhappy these days. It used to be that I was always right, I have rights and deserve to be treated with respect and blah blah blah…I had a lot to be angry about (I know some of you guys can relate to that). I just can't deal with anger anymore, I need to be free of it. More than I need to be right, or anything really. I realized that I don't need to live in a world without eggs to be happy. I wasn't willing to place my happiness in the hands of young turds with eggs. I just went on my merry way, mentally wishing the young turds well and thanking them for giving me an opportunity to grow and be a better, happier man. That's the best revenge I could ever imagine.