I didn’t make that left turn fast enough for you so you felt obliged to ride my bumper and honk at me.
I, for one, am very happy you honked at me. If not, I would not have had anything to write about, and I’ve been in a slump for the past week.
Thanks to your honk, I’ve been able to write something and have a great start to my Monday morning. Sorry yours is not so good. It’s all a matter of how you look at it.
It’s unfortunate that you are in a rush. But honking won’t make things better.
And if you are rushed because you’ll be disciplined for chronic lateness, then maybe you better take a look at your morning schedule and change things up a little then.
If life is too busy and too complicated to be able to get to work on time, then maybe you should look for another job that fits with your hours.
If you can’t find a better job because you don’t have enough experience, then maybe you should make a plan to change that.
If you don’t know where to start with that plan, maybe speak with a professional or even a member of your church or something (and that is quite serious – pastors and priests are immensely helpful in pointing you in the right direction).
But, if instead of taking a hard look at yourself and maybe making a change for the good, parking on my bumper and laying on the horn is how you deal with all of your issues, then have at it. I’m glad to be here and help.
Then again, sometimes a honk is just a honk.