License plates have ruined my road rage

I never used to have an issue with yelling at people for making severely illegal U-Turns, left turns, one way turns, red light runs, yellow light stops; for driving too slow, driving too fast, not using provided left turn lanes, not turning right on red, riding the stripes.
But now everyone has these specialized plates – Disabled veteran, wildlife saver, P.O.W, funding education, Holocaust survivor – that it’s taking all the joy from my road rage and filling me with guilt for which I immediately apologize.

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4 Responses to License plates have ruined my road rage

  1. rebecca loudon says:

    heeeeeheeeee.
    xo

  2. Julia says:

    …I thought you were going to go where I usually do, when it comes to plates: that is, I zero in on the specialty ones, the ones that spell things like DADSGRL, etc. Those are the ones that keep me entertained on the road.

    • rachvb says:

      =) No, personalized plates don’t usually make me feel guilty for road rage; bumper stickers sometimes insight it, but the specialty ones – I don’t know until it’s too late. oh well…

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