Oh, Sunny Day

Contrary to what you may think, fellow Interstate 71 commuters, I do not get my kicks out of setting cruise control at 65 mph and watching you flip me off through the rear-view mirror. I do not enjoy hearing you spit profanity at me, listening to your horn, or being blinded by your flashing bright lights. I mind my own business in the far right lane where the slow traffic belongs. I set cruise control at the speed limit to conserve gas, to pollute as little as I have to, and to save money. So please, go around, or BACK OFF.