I think it’s both the weapon and the isolation: you get more angry when someone else’s mistake could be deadly for you, and it’s so much harder to see them, so you start to assume the worst.
But there’s also time where people are literal dicks. Most times I drive, at least one driver does something selfishy reckless.
I’m reminded every time I drive why I hate it
I think it’s both the weapon and the isolation: you get more angry when someone else’s mistake could be deadly for you, and it’s so much harder to see them, so you start to assume the worst.
But there’s also time where people are literal dicks. Most times I drive, at least one driver does something selfishy reckless. I’m reminded every time I drive why I hate it