On the way back from my internship today, I was taking US 250 back from Staunton, I was thinking about the quote, and it’s interesting how the road works. I hit a speed change (55 to 45), and slowed down. All of a sudden, I became an idiot to about six motorists, who quickly passed me. Meanwhile, they become maniacs to me as they blew past me. Anything to get home in one piece, though…
Also was at a conference today in a building with the exact same fire alarm signals as my middle school…