[nyc999]

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Old people can't sleep, and they go to bed at 7:30.

Anyway, my minor thing that infuriates me is rubberneckers. Traffic is already bad enough, but when I'm bumper to bumper for 20 minutes, only to arrive at an accident scene that's ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MOTHER F-IN HIGHWAY, NOT AFFECTING THE TRAFFIC IN MY LANES AT ALL, I really lose it.

I can see the m-f'ers ahead of me BRAKING so they can slow down and take a goooooood loooooooong look at the pretty broken glass and bent fenders on the other side of the highway. That's when I lean on my horn and start yelling.

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I experienced one of the more infuriating rubbernecking incidents this morning.

I'm stuck in bumper to bumper traffic for about 25 minutes on the West Side Highway in Manhattan. When I get to the source, I look to the side of the road to find a guy dancing some crazy jig while balancing a watermelon on his head...WTF!