Road Rage

I hate living in the town I work in. I have always lived quite a distance away from my co-workers. Unfortunately I suffer from extreme road rage and I will often find myself cursing out the slow ass driver in front of me only to find out it is a co-worker, a poor old lady, Mrs. Smegle, and AS I called her a fat fucken whore.... I will find myself flipping the bird and honking my horn, and as she calming and slowly looks over to see who it is, adjusting her glasses and focusing her eyes, I find myself quickly turning the bird into a friendly wave, and my face from a disgruntled, enraged driver into a friendly smile.... Hi Mrs. Smegle, How the fuck are ya! Push the gas you fucken bitch I mudder under my breath.