Dealing with assholes is like whack-a-mole, but without a timer, it doesn’t matter how many of them you whack they keep coming back. It isn’t worth the effort to even get mad at them most of the time. On the other hand, it is easy to say that sitting here in front of my computer. I have a much harder time when I am stuck behind a tracker-trailer in the right lane going 45mph and an asshole passing them at 45.1mph on the freeway, during rush hour, with a five-mile backup behind both lanes, when the speed limit is 70mph. Especially when asshole speeds up to 80mph once they are past the truck, making it apparent their only goal was that backup. Then I have trouble with my temper.