This happened a few days ago and I'm still chewing on what really happened. The people pleaser in me wants to apologize for crashing out but the other side is like you did what you should have done, so now I turn to reddit for outside opinions on what I should do.

My work entails driving a lot to locations for work. I love driving. Me and my music and no one to tell me otherwise. I am also very good at driving. However I have learned the great equalizer of the road. ICE. West Texas got nailed with a massive winter storm this last weekend which made driving near impossible. I had the day off anyways as I was transffering locations so was just gonna pack and chill. I then recieved a phone call from my co worker (who we will call Ray for the sake of annonymity) asking me to drive to the next town over to service a shop. Note, this town is about a 45 minute drive. In the snow. With no chains for the tires. BECAUSE WE ARE IN TEXAS. Part of me wanted to say no, and in hindsight I should have said no, but the people pleaser in me overrulled. My parents even said I probably shouldn't go. The line Mother knows best from Tangled really rings true in this case. I went anyways as you can probably guess. Made it about halfway to the town when yep, lost control of the truck going about 65 MPH (105 KPH) Speed limit was 75 and I felt in control going that speed until I was facing the wrong direction.

I managed to flip back around safely without wrecking, and luckily no cars were near me so no one else was in danger. I pulled over onto the shoulder as my hands and body were shaking from the adrenaline rush. I shot a short video of the weather in case I needed documentation and proceded to call Ray. I started calm for maybe 5 seconds but it devolved into me screaming at him, calling him many things that I wont repeat here. The basic gist was that I told him he cared more about a 150 dollar (I think) commission then my safety. The rant lasted about a minute before he said to drive safe and he hung up.

I then got in contact with my parents and told them what had happened. I dont think I'd ever heard my mother so angry. Talking with them helped calm my nerves a bit and I was able to get home safely (driving 55 MPH this time (88 KPH)) I then got in contact with my direct supervisor and he said he was on my side about turning around. He was mad that they even made me go out in the first place as he was under the impression that no one was working in the conditions. Finally the owner reached out to me and we chated for a bit about the upcoming transfer. He was profusely apologetic about what had happened but Ray probably wont be punished since the owner is his relative (yeah Its a small buisness).

All in all things could have been worse but they also shouldn't have happened. So here I am, sitting in my BNB at my new area thinking if I should apologize about the things I said to Ray. I've always been a bit of a people pleaser and very calm but the heat of the moment was tense and adrenaline was running rampant so I feel I wasn't in the right headspace for when I called him. My dad thinks I should at least say sorry, but some of my close friends dont think I should. So reddit, AITA for yelling at my co worker for nearly getting me killed?