I think the lunar calendar is off 'cause it should say full moon tonight.
Every a-hole with a license managed to be on the road at the same time I was this morning.
To the bee-otch in the Mercedes who cut me off, turn signals are STANDARD on cars. Even your trumped up piece of crap should have them.
To the knucklehead in the ION who was daydreaming at the world's fastest greenlight, thanks a lot.
To the woman in the Jaguar who was obviously bitching at someone on her cell phone on the PA Turnpike in front of me, don't worry sister. I'm sure a couple of more blow jobs should pay off your car.
To the VIP (Very Impatient Prick) in his car, nice off-road driving, shithead. I can't give the make or model of the car because the bastard was driving 60 MPH in the shoulder.
I didn't get upset or scream or waive the finger at anyone. I settled into the peaceful thought that Mercedes woman is selfish, ION person needs more coffee (or sleep), Jag child looks miserable and probably is miserable so that's revenge enough, and the VIP might have a nail in his/her tire which serves them right.
Thanks. I feel better.