But I digress.
But all that impatience isn't good for me, and isn't very spiritual either (not to mention the homicide issue).
I have learned, when I start to feel that tight, irritated urge to honk the horn or hit "fire" on the car cannon, I take a deep breath and say,
"Thank you for the opportunity to learn patience."
And, you know, it works -- at least 90% of the time!
For the other 10%, well, beware of the divots.