DIS-turbing.

Disturbing event #1:
So last night I was at the gym, and I did my 70-minute cardio while watching two different shows at once and listening to my iPod (I like to be entertained while I jog, if I'm on a treadmill). I was feeling pretty good, but since it was getting late, I decided to just head for home instead of spend 20 minutes on the weight machines.
Turns out I should have just spent the time on the weight machines.
I went in the locker room to get my stuff, and I walked in on an older lady (probably in her 70's) changing out of her gym clothes. WHOOPS. So I hurriedly opened the locker and gathered my things. I made a racket, hoping she'd realize there was someone else in there with her, thinking she'd hurry and put some pants on.
Nope.
When I turned to leave, she breezed past me STARK NAKED, and headed for the shower. Now, this same thing happened once when I was in college, but the gal that strutted her buffness to the shower was probably 25 and in perfect shape. This lady was in her 70's AT LEAST. I just stood there, in shock. It wasn't the naked old lady that bothered me (I understand that childbirth and age cause you to lose your sense of modesty, and any social filter you have); what was the most disturbing to me was that I think this lady was a SISTER MISSIONARY. I could have sworn I saw her with a missionary tag the other day. I THINK she's part of senior missionary couple for Temple Square. Can't be sure, because I see lots of people at the gym - just not many older ladies.
GACK.

Okay, moving on to disturbing event #2:
I've been working HARD the past month on stifling my road rage. I talk myself through any irritations in the mornings - "It's okay, Mel, you can stay a few minutes late if you're late to work." "That person might be having a horrible day, Mel, don't jump to conclusions." "God loves that driver, Mel, you should too."
So this morning, I'm getting on the freeway, when this car comes SCREAMING around me - cuts right between me and the car just in front of me in the other lane - and we're on a curve, no less! A bend in the road, always a precarious place to be if you're going too fast, and some moron screeches around me on TWO WHEELS, narrowly missing both me and the other car. I'm not even exaggerating, I saw two wheels actually leave the pavement, and I was terrified he was going to roll over. It was a miracle he didn't hit both me and the other car, the space between us was so narrow. We both slammed on our brakes to prevent getting hit. I passed the other car up a second later, and me and the other driver looked at each other with deer-in-headlights looks, like, "Did that just happen?"
I still didn't lose my cool - but when the idiot car got stuck in the slow lane a minute later, I passed him up and just stared into his car. He didn't look at me, but MAN. I was mad. But more than that, I was scared. That could have gone horribly wrong, and I could be in a hospital bed this morning, or worse. My fingers and toes tingled from shock all the way to work. Thank heavens for guardian angels!!