To the mom in the white minivan who ran me off the road this morning in a school zone

I drove my son to school this morning. Not something I do often since he catches the bus. But as part of class, they are going fishing and he wanted to bring his fishing rod.1 After dropping him off, I made my way home. Thirty seconds later, I was off the road, forced off by a mom in a white minivan in a school zone.2Not exactly something I had on my bingo card to start my morning. The most ridiculous part of this entire story is the fact this all took place in slow motion basically, at 25 MPH. Instead of WHAT THE F—K!, it was more like WHHAAATTTT THE FUUUCCKK!Anyway, I drop my son off. I’m headed home. Window is down. Nice cool breeze. When I see this white minivan start driving all wavy gravy coming my way on the opposite side of the road. Then, the driver, a mom, who should not apparently be the driver or a driver of any vehicle, much less a minivan, crosses the double yellow lines and veers entirely from her lane into mine. I say this with zero exaggeration. Ninety percent of her…