streekgeek:
Gladly lend you my car. The one without a horn. It’s highly conducive to acquiring self restraint, patience control. A “middos workout” center. (and I can do nothing about it – I’m not gonna bump the guy in front of me yapping on his cell phone, oblivious to the traffic signal). Cursing and foaming will do nothing constructive – it forces me to behave properly.
Oh, and I’ve long learned NEVER to glance at another driver’s approval, or lack thereof, of my driving expertise. There are scary, REAL SCARY people out there. (that’s for another thread)