I've always known that rush hour brings out very basal human qualities. Mostly selfishness. I see people holding up four lanes of traffic by running a red light because they didn't want to wait for the next cycle. I see people flinging fingers about. Today alone, I got honked at by TWO separate cars for putting my car in reverse. Not reversing, hauling ass out of the parking spot and narrowly missing an on-coming car. Just for putting the gear in reverse. I hadn't even moved yet and there was pre-emptive beeping.
As I can be cranky while driving, I deliberately make sure to do good deeds during rush hour. I'll let a long-suffering car turn in front of me (maybe two) since there is never a break in the traffic. I'll give ample room to motorcyclists, bicyclists and the often-stupid pedestrian (I walk a lot, so I can say this). I'll even let a bus in front of me, though it is painful to stop at every block. There is no point to this story; I was just cranky I got beeped at twice for trying to leave my parking spot.
Moral of today's story: there is a sport, called SlamBall, that is basketball with trampolines, with fights like hockey, and padding like lacrosse. I'm content.
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O Raspberry
infused gin (with o.j.)
you should taste
better than you do
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