Things I Did in Jams

Traffic jams are tedious. Like so clichéd. So are boring office hours. Thus, I come up with a few idiotic wu liao things that I had done while on the way to work.

1. Sing to all the songs to the pitch of the Chipmunks.
2. Listen to the morning crews and laugh at the slightest hint of joke so blatantly that the driver beside might think: “Damn, he must be coo-cooed.”
3. Curse everybody else with the voice of Patrick (SpongeBob’s dumbass starfish friend).
4. Talk to the car. It might be therapeutic for it.
5. Remix the songs with the “Wassups” and “Yeah,yeah” eventho you knew it does not fit.
6. Lydia’s idea of summing up the numbers on the car plates. Keeps the brain working.
7. The unethical art of tailgating a car OR go slowly if someone else is tailgating behind. Call me a jerk.
8. Try staring at the rearview mirror of the car in front of you. A way to instill fear. Good way to let the driver know that he/she just pissed you off.

Try them at your own risk. I am so totally not responsible for the traumatic consequences that may come your way