Everyone who has driven in South Florida knows how testy it can be. Turn signals are indicator for the car coming behind "speed up and don't let me change lanes", left lanes are "drive at 50 miles per our on the interstate and not move out of the way for faster traffic lane", and the middle finger is not a grabbing finger, but a "up yours finger".
Anytime it rains, traffic slows down significantly and one minor fender-bender on I-95 means an additional 45 minutes to your commute.
I have to say that being kind while driving is hard, maybe very hard.
So today, as I am waiting patiently in line for over 20 minutes to get off the interstate, some "smarty pants" drove all the way to the head of the line and wanted to cut in... and I let him. I did not speed up to prevent him from doing so. I did not tail gate the car in front of me just to make sure he would not force his car in front of mine...and I felt ok.
In reality, I felt better. Instead of agitated and anxious, I felt in peace. I listened to Bee Gees "Staying Alive" on the radio and sang out loud as I attempted a few John Travolta moves.
I might not be a good singer, but I am pretty sure I put on a pretty entertaining show!
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