I had to drive to work this morning. Halfway to work I figured out that I had forgotten to take my lunch (driving always messes up my routine), so I turned around and went home to retrieve it.

On the way back out, I had to wait at the stop sign of my street for traffic to clear before I could turn. Lo and behold the car I was waiting for turned out to be one that constantly plays silly games during my ride home - honking, revving the engine, passing in intersections, passing on hills, passing too close, etc. So I decided to give him a bit of his own medicine...I tailgated him the entire route, with my brights on, honking my horn and revving my engine, until he finally slowed at the railroad crossing that's only about a half-mile away from my work...where I passed him, laying on the horn.

Yeah, it was stoopid, I was a jerk and he has no idea what it was all about or who I was...but it felt good.