Nor is any act too small…
I was a little behind and the traffic wasn’t my friend. Everyone on the road seemed irritable. I was grumbling. Everyone was grumbling. I have rarely seen as many cars do as many mean and nasty things as their drivers fought to get ahead in a situation where it’s impossible to get ahead.
Funny, although I was in a hurry and in a bad mood, I waved more cars out in front of me on this commute than on most. They weren’t having any fun being stuck trying to get out of parking lots or parking spaces or driveways or little side roads as a seemly infinite line of cars snaked past.
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