Poor drivers should be shot

Or so. Revved up my car this morning to faithfully do my 85 kilometer to the office. Sun was shining, eastern holidays… all moms and dads are recovering somewhere on a trendy ski-slope from too much chocolate bunnies. So I should have had an easy, fluid, quick, refreshing drive. Forget it. There was quicker movement in the Galapagos turtle community than on my highway.

And yep, as most mornings, some brain-dead people managed to slam into each other in a queue that creeps along at 24 kilometer an hour. Sigh.  Why can people just not concentrate on what they should be doing: driving. I see people calling, eating, sms-ing, nose poking, beer drinking and tabloid reading…  Poor drivers should be shot. Twice. For good measure.

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