A flash of green light fiction.

I hated these long rides home. The constant scoffing from the roadragers, to the raising of car horns screaming their contempt. “Get out of my way, you jerk! I have a doctor's appointment to make! And I ain’t wasting any more time!” an Elderly woman with curly white hair screamed at me. “Okay, you know what old lady? You need to calm down! I’m so done with this! Wait, I told her to calm down, and that never works,” I thought out loud. I put my head on the wheel of my car, and just sighed in frustration. “This day, could it get any worse?” I groaned overdramatically. “This just in! The east bound forty-seven has a major car accident near the sixteen, on top of another minor accident near the nine! Average delays are around ninety minutes!” a voice on the radio started to tune in. A slight groan released from my mouth. Why was it that this had to happen today? Out of all the days of the week, on this particular week on this particular day, why did this have to happen, on this day? I was frustrated and disappointed. I continued sitting in the traffic, as nothing seemed to be going anywhere, as I groaned about getting home. “I really don’t want to do this,” I grumbled as I thought about getting home.

I came up to a stop light as it immediately flashed yellow. I slammed my break, and became vexed. “Oh, come on! Are you kidding me? What a joke! Right when I am about to pass the traffic light, you have to turn yellow! What a joke! I really don’t want to deal with this!” I caved into road rage. My heart began thumping in my chest as my heart lingered on what was about to transpire. “I really, really, don’t want to do this,” I started groaning.

The light remained red for what seemed for eternity, as I sat there looking at it with constant frustration. When was it going to turn green? When was it going to turn green? When was it going to turn green? No cars passed by forever, as I placed the palms of my hands on my face, and continued groaning. “I hate this, so much. I don’t want to have to deal with this today,” I groaned.

It turned green, and I hit the pedal. “Thank you! Thank you for taking so long to let me go!” I screamed in unyielding fury. The sound of a siren arose behind me, as I looked in my rear view mirror and an officer car was on my tail. “Why? Why me today? Why does this have to happen today?” I started crying pitifully. I found a place to park and waited for the cop to approach. The officer approached my window as I looked at him. “Do you know why I pulled you over?” the Officer asked. “Oh, officer, I don’t know! To catch up on the weather? To ask me where the nearest donut shop is? To make my day more miserable than it already is? To ask me how my days going? To ask me what the meaning of life is? To help me find the dichotomy of right and wrong, good and evil, and to make the distinction of where humanity fell short in its path to life?” I responded sarcastically. The Police Officer smiled widely at me. “Sir, are you being disrespectful?” the Police Officer asked. “Oh, no! I would never do that to you, Officer,” I mocked sarcastically. It was clearly going to be a long trip home.

I opened my door, and looked at my wife. Her arms crossed, almost expecting an answer. “So. Are you still going to clean the bathroom, as you promised you would?” She asked. I gave a brief sigh. Everything else seemed small in comparison to this. “Yes, hunny,” I groaned. I walked through the kitchen and opened the door into the garage. “It’s funny how one little problem can cause a whole bunch of others,” I groaned.

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