Much too often when we're driving do we get stuck behind the putzes. They're going five mph under the limit, and they don't know they're pissing everybody off. Usually I get frustrated at these drivers, but today I recited this little ditty to myself to help me deal with it:
I respect your speed, car. You don't care that other people want to go faster and speed by you in disgust. They're the jerks, not you. You're calm and composed. You, madam, are the queen of the road.
And then I was really really happy when she took the next exit.
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