OK, maybe I don't hate it more than being tasered at a baseball game or having an eel shoved up my rectum, but it's close.
I absolutely hate traffic. I've tried to understand why it happens and I still can't wrap my head around it. To me, it just seems like the 1990 Nissan Altima that is stopped in front of me should just drive faster. I honk, I bang on the steering wheel, I yell obscenities out of the window and I even blast hardcore rap music in order to bother the surrounding cars enough to move away from me but none of it works.
What I know about traffic is the following...
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