I was wondering if I was going to have a hard time determining who the Commuter of the Day would be today. At first I thought it was the guy who looked like Shaggy (the cartoon character) at the age of 40, clean-shaven except with a soul patch (and a long one at that) driving a Mazda MPV with a Grateful Dead sticker on the back (cue Don Henley breaking out into song).
Or was it the woman in the giant SUV violating road etiquette? I car made a left turn onto the road I was on, heading the same direction (in bumper to bumper traffic), and I let that person in. The SUV also made the same turn, and crept ahead of me, thinking I was going to let her in too. Proper etiquette says you should let in one car. I'm not about to let in a fleet of them. Needless to say, I refused to budge and crawled past her, forcing her to merge behind me.
But then I saw it. A shiny red Volvo C70 (which I would love to have) with the license plate: LDYBUGZ
Shiny red, tinted windows, LDYBUGZ license plate. Chick car, right? Well, I thought so too, until I passed it and saw the woman in the passenger seat, and in the driver's seat was a dude. You have no idea how much I wanted to roll down the window, throw up the Heavy Metal Devil Horns, and yell, "WHAT'S UP LADYBUUUUUGZ!" in my best Ozzie Osbourne "Hello Cleveland" voice. But no sense emasculating him more than he's doing himself.