I was at a shopping center...you know the kind, where everyone races to get the parking spots closest to the stores because this is America and no one likes to walk. And everyone rushes around with their kids in a furious race to buy things for Christmas? Yes well, a minivan and I pulled to a 4 way stop at about the same time, and since he didn't go immediately, I went. That's what you do when you arrive at the same time. What was I supposed to do, get out of my car and discuss it with him? No. So I promptly went. He lays on his horn of course, and starts SCREAMING at me out his window. Over a stop sign. He spent more time yelling at me than it took for him to turn and get behind me and be on his merry way. People have absolutely no sense whatsoever of courtesy, good-will, and joy. Does it really matter whether you got delayed 2 seconds at a stop sign? I would have muttered a bad name at him and gone on with my life if it were me. Do the holidays--or let alone human decency--mean anything to anyone? This is why I hate over-caffeinated Americans in their freaking huge ass cars. In shopping centers. This is why, on top of the crappy music and the Giant obnoxious Santa stand ups, I hate Christmas. Everyone TALKS about being nice to toher people. We all THINK about being courteous and happy. But obviously that's not what Christmas means to anyone anymore. No, it's a race to see who can be the biggest **** in the parking lot so they can participate in the frenzy of commercialism and materialism for validation that they are good parents. I'm sorry, but Christmas makes me bitter.