A few days ago, I was the third car waiting for the light to change. After about a minute, it did, yet neither of the two vehicles in front of me moved.

I waited a solid ten seconds. Then I honked softly — a half honk, designed to get the folks moving without being too much of a jerk.

Neither car moved. The crosswalk counter was approaching zero and I honked again, this time significantly louder. I saw, through the rear window of the car in front of me, the driver moving their head upwards. They’d been looking down at their cell phone the whole time. As had the driver in front of them.

Suddenly, both cars began to move real quick, with the second going through the intersection as the light transitioned to yellow. I stopped as the light turned red.

My daughter was in the car, happily ta

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