As always, it doesn’t take long for the first silly driver of the week to show up. Today it was some sort of sports car that was closer to my rear end than a proctologist. Weaving from lane to lane in spite of the fact that traffic was heavy in both lanes as far as the eye could see. Apparently, if he could get just one car length closer to the front, all would be right in his world. Maybe that Egg McMuffin would be just a bit warmer when he bit into it than it otherwise would have been.
I must say that I was a little bit jealous of the guy. Anyone that can be that amped up first thing on a Monday morning has more energy than I will likely ever see again in my lifetime.