Didn't I just get there fast?

Today on my way to work I stopped at a stop light, leaving room where the sign said "Do Not Block Intersection" and practicing Car Zen. Right before the light turned green, a car pulled in front of me, jerking me out of my reverie and blocking the intersection. I honked my horn at him and gave him disgusted looks. I'm sure he couldn't see me; it was raining.

One block later, we're both stopped at a red light. He's right in front of me. "Didn't you just get there fast??" I ask out loud. He can't hear me. Our windows are up because it's raining. Stupid driver. I honk just for meanness.

As soon as possible, I speed by His Idiocy. He honks his horn at me. I have decided just what kind of person he is from reading his bumper stickers ("Stop Hunger Now" and "Support Our Troops") and he's a moron. A compassionate moron, but a moron nonetheless.

I speed past him, smiling smugly to myself as he fades into the mist in my rear-view mirror. Guess who ends up right behind me at the next red light? Yep, Mr. Tortoise to my Hare. Now didn't I just get there fast? I honk my horn which is lost on the idiot behind me, but annoys the hell out of the car in front of me.

Zen car. Pass it on.