I have a very peculiar style of road rage which isn't really rage at all. In a calm, conversational voice I simply teach poor drivers how to do better. For example, "Excuse me, sir, but when the light is green, that means you need to go," or "You know, ma'am, when you use your turn signal, other people know when they can go." When I get really upset, I questions their abilities and call them "Bubby:" "Come on, Bubby, you're not really thinking of taking my turn, are you?"
Well, of course it comes back to me. Today I heard a little voice from the backseat say, very politely, "Are you serious? Stay there, car."
I guess it could be worse.
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