When you finally get around said slow person, do you crane your neck in an effort to see what kind of sub-human creature is in control of that vehicle, causing you so much pain and anguish?  Invariably, it's an 80 year old lady, with a death grip on that wheel with the 10 and 2.

Or a 20-something with their face buried in their phone

I don't know about the Wendy's but Wiregrass will meet you at the Waffle House in Daleville if you wanna fight.

I prefer to make the appointment and not show up. But I will damn sure put Buzz on my list. I’ve already had about  enough of his shit.

Sweet tea or unsweet? 

I heard someone say this the other day, and I thought, damn, I do this every time.  You get on a 2-lane road.  Speed limit is 45.  You're stuck behind somebody going 37....then 32....then 39....then 35.  You've gone a couple of miles and look in the rear view to see 12 cars closely lined up behind.

Do you slightly move over to let the cars behind you see that it's not you, but the car in front of you that's the dumbass holding everybody up?  I'll even do the frustrated hand gesture, so they're fully aware that I share their pain.

What's worse is it happening on a 4 lane interstate. Happens to me monthly on 85 between Lagrange and ATL. Two knuckleheads side by side going 57-58 in a 70. One speeds up a bit, then the other, then they do the same slowing back down. Almost like a coordinated effort to invoke road rage.

Then left lane person FINALLY gets over to the right in front of other right lane person, you start to go around them and then at that point, they decide to speed up to about 70-75 (in the right lane now), after sitting in the LEFT lane for 20 mins going 58.

These people are a special kind of stupid and oblivious. and I typically wish very cruel things upon them when they arrive to their destination....which may be a while at their rate of speed.

Sweet tea or unsweet? 

I heard someone say this the other day, and I thought, damn, I do this every time.  You get on a 2-lane road.  Speed limit is 45.  You're stuck behind somebody going 37....then 32....then 39....then 35.  You've gone a couple of miles and look in the rear view to see 12 cars closely lined up behind.

Do you slightly move over to let the cars behind you see that it's not you, but the car in front of you that's the dumbass holding everybody up?  I'll even do the frustrated hand gesture, so they're fully aware that I share their pain. 

I want to take your post out behind the Evergreen Wendy's and hump the hell out of it.