Welcome to Florida, where bad drivers abound

I have a suspicion that I've said this about every place I've lived, but this time it's really true: Florida drivers are the worst in the world. On my way to campus not so long ago, I was run off the road-- RUN OFF THE ROAD-- by some chippie who was determined to get to her destination as quickly as possible, probably to watch The Young and the Restless or something. And when I raced up to her car to flip her off and scream like a sailor out of the window, she didn't even have the decency to give me one of those "I'm sorry, I'm an idiot" hand waves! Things like that happen all the time down here and I have come to the conclusion that John and I are the only ones who go all tense and apoplectic about it. For everyone else, it's just another day.