The other day I was on my way home, and for some reason all the traffic lights were out. It was 5pm, so needless to say it was rush hour, and pure chaos.

I approached a 4 way stop, and found myself involved in a mess... On all 3 sides of me all I could see were blank stares, and darting eyes looking for the right time to make their move.

On one side of me was a good looking older woman, who had her hands on 10 and 2 and she was leaning forward as if by sure will she would get through the intersection.

Directly across from me was a business man talking on his cell phone looking way to stressed out to be on the road.

On the other side was a teenage kid dancing to his radio, not looking like he really cared whether he moved or not... So, I waited... and waited... and waited, for what felt like 30 seconds. After I gave it a little thought I pulled out into the road, and I became the most hated man in the intersection.

The man across from me hung up his cell phone and began to scream. The teenager on one side, honked his horn, turned off his radio, yelled something, and gave me a sign (which I think means I