To the driver behind me who let me know you were pissed that I had the nerve to stop at a marked pedestrian/bike crossing to let someone legally cross the street: How’s your blood pressure? In the rearview mirror, I saw you scowling and shaking your head, mouthing “GODDAMMIT,” and then even honking your displeasure. I wish you were a cartoon so I could have seen steam shoot out of your ears.

It’s not like I just slammed on my brakes. I was paying attention to what was ahead of me and slowed down to a nice controlled stop. If you were following me at a reasonable distance instead of riding right on my tail (on a 30 MPH street!), you’d have been able to stop easily too, no problem, instead of having to slam *your* brakes.

If your drink splashed on you, it’s your fault. If you were gonna be late to your important meeting, you should have left five minutes earlier. If your heart rate rises when this happens, see your doctor. Don’t blame those of us who actually follow traffic rules and want to live in a civilized city.