The Tram Driver

In one way or another, we love getting back at people who wrong us.

Whether we like it, acknowledge it or do it consciously does not matter. The intensity of the backlash varies from a change in tone to surprise buttsex. It’s all shades of gray.

This form of retribution is most often present in relationships, long-term ones being favored here. I have a co-worker whose girlfriend pays him frequent visits at the office, and when she’s not there she’s either texting him or calling him on the phone, preferably while we’re having our lunch. I see how it bugs him most of the time, and how he treats her in return. It’s all roses and peaches when they go out, I’ve seen, but when you’re stressed by your deadline, you really don’t want to be nagged by your dandelion, now do you.

With this in mind, I point you to a news article I just read. It’s about a tram crash, in Boston.
http://www.theregister.co.uk/2009/05/11/tram_crash_texting/

What you should notice is what the tram driver told the police he was texting his girlfriend at the time of the crash, and that’s why he failed to prevent it. If you didn’t notice the pure evil in that, let me point it out to you. His girlfriend is probably a woman, and women can get on mens nerves, especially if they nag them at work. This tram diver was probably no different.

The guy could’ve said that he was working his phone, or reading a message or that he fell asleep from too much sex, but he took his 15 minutes of fame to get back at his girlfriend for nagging him at work.

“Yes, officer. I was typing a message to that horrible cunt. You know I had to pay attention or else I might have written something that could have been easily misinterpreted. And you know I had to make it snappy, or else she would have thought I don’t care. — You on the camera got that, right? I was texting my goddamn girlfriend!”

Sometimes I think I have a problem.