Keep honking. Just keep honking.

I witnessed something I found amusing today.

I was at a stop light. To my left in the turn lane was a small Asian woman in a large black car.

No, no, that’s not the funny part.

She was at least a good car-length behind the car in front of her, and behind her was a snotty looking teeny-bopper in a red sports car, who decided that honking at this woman would somehow get her to move forward – which was completely unnecessary.

The little Asian woman looked in her rearview mirror at the snotty teen, gave her a dismissive wave, and refused to budge. I don’t blame her, it wouldn’t have made any difference in their relative position to the light. The snotty girl honked again and the Asian lady stood her ground. Then the light turned and they got the green arrow. The first car made the turn, but the little Asian lady crept slowly forward until the light changed back to red, forcing the girl behind her, and herself, to wait for the next light. All the while the snotty girl was honking, and waving her arms and yelling at this point. (I could hear her because her windows, and mine, were down.) I found myself laughing out loud. Apparently snotty teen heard me too, because she looked over and gave me an obscene gesture, which made me laugh even harder.

Patience is a virtue, snotty girl. You go, little Asian lady. You go.