An Open Letter to the Guy in the BMW Ragtop Who Cut Me Off at the Entrance to the On-Ramp of the New Jersey Turnpike:
I just wanted to let you know that I think you are a jerk. You may have inferred this when you heard me honk at you. It’s really not fair for you to speed all the way down to the exit and then cut in right at the last second, while civilized people like myself had been prepared in advance to be in the correct lane. Maybe you think because I drive a Corolla and you drive a BMW, you can take advantage of me. Well, you’re wrong. Whenever I encounter people like you, it diminishes my faith in humanity. You are selfish and greedy and only care about yourself. If I ran things, you and all the idiots like you would be rounded up and cast out of society. I’d ship you off to a faraway land where people don’t drive cars, or where roads don’t even exist. Think Siberia, or the Australian bush. But since I’m powerless, you just keep doing what you’re doing, and hopefully Karma will catch up with you.
You should be ashamed of yourself. I hate you.