I thought I had mellowed..
I've been giving a smile and laugh to the twits drivers for awhile, feeling that was better than getting angry at the buzzers and honkers and such. But then yesterday, some big mutha pickup misses my bars by inches, with a lane wide open to his left. Out came the finger and the foul language. I was just getting to him at the stoplight when he made a right turn on red, or we would have had words.
Still pissed off... risking MY life because he either can't be bothered to know what to do, or is just such a %$^* that he doesn't care.
I think I need a Buddhist retreat.