Road Rage … What a concept. Did it exist 20 years ago when the speed limits topped out nationwide at 55 mph? Has it increased with our demand and insistance on being all things to all people? How has our need to be online constantly and always have plates overflowing changed our leisurely commutes?

Yesterday, I saw road rage firsthand. At an intersection one block from my children’s school of all places.

We were driving along, minding our own business, when I approached a four-way stop. I made it to my complete stop and a small SUV took his turn pulling directly in front of me making a left. About 5-10 feet from the crosswalk, he realized people were crossing and came to a stop.

I saw nothing wrong with what he did. Many times, I’ll begin to make a turn only to notice later that someone is crossing. With the intense landscaping and the wide intersection, it’s an honest mistake and many times is hard to avoid.

The next thing I know, one of the ladies crossing (pushing a stroller with a baby, mind you!) is speaking very loudly to the man in the SUV. I couldn’t make out what she was saying, but she was definitely mad.

Whatever was said prompted the man in the SUV to roll his window down and “return the favor” to this gutsy mom.

By this point, I feel like I’ve been stopped — along with everyone else since the intersection was blocked — for a couple of minutes, but in reality, it was probably 30-45 seconds.

The confrontation between the man and the crazy mom continued and out of nowhere, up she comes with a LARGE coffee mug and throws the coffee into the window of the SUV and onto the driver!

What???

By this point, my kids are fully engaged in the argument and are asking “Why’s that lady screaming?” So, you can only imagine what they were asking when the coffee was thrown!

I couldn’t believe my eyes.

Of course, the lady immediately realized what she had done and took off running … with a baby in a stroller! And, of course, the man in the SUV took off after her.

I mean really, lady.

Can’t we all just calm down? Flying off the handle is no way to live a life. The driver was no where near hitting the mom … it was a huge temper moment.

And, now, I get to answer questions from my kids about why grown-ups behave like kids.

Nice.