My favorite cager is the utterly clueless cell phone talker, usually driving some unnecessarily oversized vehicle. I was cutoff by one of these characters who turned right in front of me the other day, only to have to stop in the intersection because there was a pedestrian in the crosswalk. We had a moment, me and the cager, and she had a kinda moronic, apologetic look on her face -- almost like she couldn't help herself.