I try not to be an impatient person  but sometimes it just works
out that way.  If i’m in a hurry at the store, every lane is
filled with a traffic jam of shoppers, stuck in an idiotic
stupor.  If I’m trying to get anywhere through traffic (I’ve found
this is across the U.S. by the way) everyone has lost 90% of their brain.
Anyway, the guy in the goddamn minivan in front of me today has some
explainin’ to do if he wasn’t transporting a seven layer wedding cake
in the cargo part of the van.  He gets to an intersection, slams
on the brakes, starts turning (so slow, he’d have to speed up to stop),
then turns on the turning signal.  JEEZUS FRIGGEN FUCK ON A
STICK!!!!!  MOVE!!!!
If it wasn’t a wedding cake or plutonium, just drive and get out of my way!

Sorry, had to vent…

carry on.