I remember following someone that cut me off from Denville to Secaucus, NJ (about 40 miles). I followed him all the way to his job. Got out and walked right behind him into his office building and got on the elevator with him. Didn't say a word, just stared at him. Once the 5th floor hit he ran to the phone to call security. I actually called out of my job that day because I was so pissed that he cut me off

I've calmed down a lot since then. Don't see the point in flipping the bird anymore. Just take the minor L and move on with life, especially now I got the little one in the car with me almost all the time