My rant for today is about aggressive and mean drivers. I can understand you want to go faster than me, but why do you have to give me such a hard time? I'm going well over the speed limit and I'm obviously trying to pass vehicles next to me, can't you wait until I get ahead of them? I'm sorry but I'm not driving 90 miles per hour just because you're in some crazy rush, just be patient and I'll pull over when I can. And even worse is when you can see I have nowhere to go even if I speed up, so what really do you expect me to do if you're coming right up behind me? I totally can't push my way through a whole line of traffic, please just leave me alone and let me drive, I'm obeying the spirit of the road when I'm using the left lane to pass, that doesn't mean I have to be going as fast as you, just faster than cars over to my right.
Have you been visiting Germany? Because that's exactly what the BMW/ Merc/ Audi drivers are like here, on multi-lane roads, all the time; on single-lane roads they just tailgate you until they think they can overtake 'safely' — for them, anyway.
(Hey, stopping distance? Who needs THAT? I am Michael Schumacher INCARNATE!!! You
WILL respect my THROBBING 2.5-L ENGINED ****-EXTENSION, behold the GLORY of my 60-W LED brakelights flashing (as I pull in, 2 m in front of you, at 100+ kph), and be CURSED for EVERMORE, you SPEED-LIMIT-RESPECTING, FORD-DRIVING, PEASANT!)
My favorite is when somebody passes you going 10+ above the limit when there's a RED stop light 500 feet ahead. Like, what the hell, man? You're in a hurry to slam on your brakes?
Yup, see this too, on a regular basis. Except I'm out in the sticks compared to you, so we likely have fewer traffic lights and more 'Village-limit' signs (you know, where the speed-limit instantly drops from 100 to 50), and 'Give way' junctions/roundabouts. And tractors.
My rant for the day:
Last night I lost my entire set of keys,
somewhere on the short walk between locking up my bike, and sitting down to eat in a restaurant (work-related occasion). Of course, I didn't
realise this until after the meal was over ~2 hours later, and I wanted to unlock the bike to pedal home. The keys do not appear to have been mislaid in the restaurant itself (or at least, the staff were not holding them when I asked), nor were they (still) lying on the pavement along the route I walked (checked it 3 times, admittedly after dark) — but they had not been handed in at the local police-HQ, either , even though it was only another short walk beyond the restaurant (and the logical place for an honest citizen to take them, you would think).
My darling wife

drove down with the spare bike-lock key, so I could at least retrieve the bike; but in addition to that, I have lost my house-key, mailbox key, both shed-keys, my car-key, my wife's spare car-key, and my key to my office. Most are simple Yale-type keys which are easily recut/replaced, but the (transponder-bearing) car-keys are the real bummer: it will likely cost €€€ to replace those, and/or the car door-locks — especially if we have to do it for both cars. And I have no idea how/where they went: I find it hard to believe that I could have dropped this large and jangly assorted chunks of metal on a stone pavement, in daylight, without me or any of my colleagues feeling/ seeing/ hearing it fall.
The
only bright side to this is that there was no personally identifying information attached to the keychain.