I have some issues. Some issues with some of your driving habits. Mind if we talk about them?
Issue #1 - the route I drive to work is a one lane highway. There is one itty bitty spot where it opens up to two lanes, to give all the speedy drivers a chance to pass the slow drivers. There's a big sign at the start of these two lanes, I'm pretty sure it reads "Keep right except to pass." I'm pretty sure it DOES NOT read "Keep right, but only if you feel like it." I'm also pretty sure it doesn't read "Keep right, unless you're a short fat guy in a green minivan." Actually, come to think of it, I'm certain it doesn't even read "Keep right except to pass," it actually reads "KEEP RIGHT EXCEPT TO PASS" and we all know that those all caps means PAY ATTENTION TO THESE MOTHERTRUCKING WORDS!! Seriously folks, you may not care if you're late for work, hell, you may not even care if I'm late for work, but going 70km an hour in an 80 zone is downright RUDE. Move over! Let us pass! We'll all be happier!
Issue #2 - Why oh why oh WHY does it offend some men when I pass them? It seems to be only men that get pissy. Is it because I drive a station wagon? Is it because I am a woman? Is it because I'm way better looking than them? (Don't hate me because I'm beautiful!) It seems that little boys in big pickup trucks get really upset when a lady passes them on the highway.
Now, to digress - I have my own theories about boys who drive big trucks and supped up cars - I think there's 2 kinds of people that drive these things. The first kind are people that need big trucks for hauling...you know, BIG stuff. It's practical, it makes sense. The second kind, are the ones that drive big trucks and other supped up vehicles to make up for other things in their lives that they feel may be, um, lacking. In size. Or supped-up-edness. If you get my drift.
Today for example: I passed a big black pick up truck, on the inside, when I hit the "keep right" zone. Now I know you shouldn't pass on the inside, but if you're not going to move your patootie over, then I'm going to pass you any which way I want! It seems I offended the driver terribly, because shortly later, Mr Pickup decided to pass me, on the inside. Only thing was, there was no other lane...he went onto the SHOULDER of the road, doing 80km/hour, to pass me. Not a kilometer up the road, after he merged back in and cut me off, he turned off the highway - this is how I KNOW he was only passing me to be an asshat, and to prove the superiority of his