I am a very considerate driver. I make a conscious effort to share the road, and be polite and courteous. Lately I’ve become much more aggressive so I don’t get bullied by other Boston drivers.
Last week I was the first car in line of cars waiting at a red light. There was no oncoming traffic, but the light was still red, so I was still waiting. A car behind me honked his horn, trying to get me to run the red light.
I rolled down my window and stuck my head, shoulders, and arms out. I hollered at him while shaking my fists and pointing at the red light. I think I even called him “Homeslice” or something equally ridiculous.
As I drove away I realized what I had done, and I was quite pleased with myself.
Don’t try to push me around.