I’m not mad. I just find it better to vent my frustration at inconsiderate driving by talking at it – well, grumbling at it – rather than letting it work me into a frenzy of internalized stress. It is – very possibly – a trait I’ve picked up from my aunts, who pretty much all do it.
When some people hear me talking to traffic, it raises concerns about my stress levels… but I find it quietly cathartic.
Do you talk to traffic? /I’m not mad.