This isn’t particularly meta, but

This isn’t particularly meta, but Meg’s plea is very near and dear to my heart. At least one of you has been with me in a situation like this (hey Plinth, remember that time at Hollywood and Vine where the angry guy’s girlfriend made him come up to our car and you thought he was going to kill us? Good times…) and know how much I enjoy it.

Hey you out there that likes to honk your horn all the time! Yeah, I’m talking to you. Don’t you think, at 8:02 am when there are four lanes of traffic waiting for the light to turn green, if the first car doesn’t tear immediately into the intersection, there’s a reason? Like perhaps they’ve stalled? Like perhaps there’s someone crossing the street, yes against the light, but crossing nonetheless? Who are you to honk from way in the back? You can’t see what’s going on. Why don’t you assume that something is happening that’s preventing us all from pulling out, and stop assuming that you’re more important than everyone, and in more of a rush. Everyone knows the light is green. We don’t need you to point it out. Lay off the horn and breathe a little. We’re all going to get there eventually.