The internal monologue of drivers on I5

• Wait? What’s that? Oh look a tow-truck, shiny! I better slam on my brakes and take a gander.
• Oh no a policeman, I better slam on my brakes and go 40 miles an hour instead of the posted 60 miles an hour.
• I think I’d like to be in a different lane, no need to turn on my blinker or look in my side mirrors, I’m sure the other drivers will make way. I am after all the most important person on this here freeway.
• Ohhhhhhh pretty... The trash on the side of the road glitters, I better slow down so I can gaze at it.
• Is that my exit? Well I better take it, it doesn’t matter if I’m three lanes to the left I’m sure the other drivers will make room for me – weeeeeeeee!
  
  Needless to say I am not is a great mood today!
  
  CW