Sheez... Okay Boston is known for having agressive and rude drivers. And I can only take so much of people swearing at me, before I'm going to stand up and say somthing. However, no matter what happens, unless you really tell the person off. It doesn't make a difference. Traffic is a fact of life here, and as my friend says, I probably loose five years from my life. You're still stuck in it. Plus, it sits in you for a while while you mull what you might have said in return. Aside frome me stopping my car (we were still stuck in non-moving traffic) Getting out, waving my hands in the air and explaining 'What the #@$!" The idiot in the other car (with his wife, or girlfriend, looking sheepish) continued to swear at me.

So the result, I took the train to work today, and yesterday rode my bike to the office, getting a ride home with a co-worker. I haven't decided if I'm going to drive tomorrow, but it was nice taking the train. Sigh. I guess there's a bit of pride in not driving my car two days in a row.

Oh well, that's life.