What is wrong with men?

So tonight, I'm heading home from my friends' indoor soccer game. It's only like 10:30ish (not bar o'clock) and it's maybe 4 blocks from my house. So I pull into the left turn lane to turn onto my street and after stopping at the red light, I notice there is a truck in the far left lane, the one that would have cars going in the other direction if there had been cars on the road. It's stopped at the light. Just sitting there. Waiting to be hit. Part of me is wishing that there were cars coming because I want to know if the idiot thinks this road (which has a concrete median by the way, of which I am on the other side) is one way, or if he's just really stupid. I mean, if you're going to drive on the wrong side of the road, running a red light isn't really that much worse. Especially as there were no cars going across the intersection. So anyways, light turns green and the truck just pulls out and blocks the intersection, but doesn't go straight or really turn. As I am wanting to complete my left turn and travel the 3 blocks to my apartment, I gently tap my horn. The truck finally moves again and he turns and stops on the railroad tracks. Luckily there are two lanes, so I go into the right lane and pull past the tracks and up to the red light (though only four blocks from my apartment, there are no less than 4 lights to get through). Suddenly the truck pulls of next to me and some guy is cursing at me for turning left. From the turn lane. On the proper side of the road. This light is not sensored, so I turn right, thinking okay, leave the crazy guys and I'll just turn around and be on my way. Next thing I know the crazy guys are chasing after me and I'm scared they're going to crash their truck into the back of my car. So I make a lot of turns and eventually they disappear and I can finally go home. Of course, I'm shaking from fear at this point. I've never had anybody chase me before. I didn't DO anything. They were the idiots sitting in the middle of the wrong side of the intersection. Where are the Addison cops when you need them?
Added to the multitude of lame, idiotic and obvious booty call messages I've gotten on POF this week, I'm seriously wondering why it is that I thought I wanted to have anything to do with that half of the species anymore. Weeks like this make me wish I was a lesbian. Or that maybe I should give up and settle for a really good vibrator. And a dog. A girl dog. For companionship.