What's The Hurry?

i'm driving to work today and getting ready to merge into the lane that will eventually turn into the exit ramp for where i get off every day. as usual, i'm checking the rearview mirror to ensure i've got plenty of space, not cutting anyone off, potentially causing an accident, etc. you have to be doubly cautious on tuesdays, as it's traffic impact day, so the cops are really out and about.

anyway, i happen to peer back maybe a couple hundred feet and notice this light-green suv racing to get into the same lane as me. and by racing i mean, it appears that the car is going like 80 miles an hour. which is not really smart because the posted speed limit is 65 and most people go around 70 to 75. everyone else either drives like a turtle or it's the autobahn. i know, it's the same everywhere.

so, i get into the lane with plenty of time, knowing that ole green suv is going to ride my ass all the way to the stoplight. which it does and then goes around me first chance it gets and races off. the question i have for this person is, what's the freakin hurry?

double hilarity ensued when i parked my car and watched this one lady run into the building like demons were chasing her. really, what's the hurry people? the work ain't going anywhere.