This morning, on my walk to work, I witnessed an incident that made me smile all the way to the office.
I was waiting for the light to change at the intersection of Wayne Avenue and Sligo Creek Parkway.
Two cars were in the left turn lane. The first driver, in a nondescript minivan, was waiting patiently for traffic to subside enough so he (or she) could turn. This was unacceptable to the driver of the little black car behind him (or her).
The driver tooted his little horn. You could see him screaming inside his little head, "Claim the intersection, bitch! Claim it!"
The minivan didn't move.
The driver swerved out into the other lane and pulled in front of the minivan into the intersection. And, sat there, because lots of cars were still coming.
That's when the heckling started.
A cyclist in a bright yellow jersey began to yell at the little man in the little black car ... things like:
"Angry Driver Man!"
"It'll be ok if you take your medication, Angry Driver Man!"
I laughed so hard.
The angry little driver did not. Instead, he swerved in front of an on-coming car and drove away.