Rarely is the question asked: Is our children learning?
I HATE parent/teacher interview day, but probably not for the reasons you think. I hate it because it means all the fucking maniacs are on the road at the same time on the way home from work.
Here's what I think happens:
Some oil baron, who's never shown any interest in his or her kids' edumacation before, all of a sudden remembers at 4:15 that they have a parent/teacher meeting at 5:00. So they hop into their Lexus SUV and race like hell down the Deerfoot trying to make the meeting. Naturally all of us peons are also on the road, trying to do the same. This calls for random and frequent aggressive lane changes at 130 km/hour because the rules don't apply to oil baron, and what the hell are the others cars doing in the way anyway? Their kids don't matter.
I live 30 kms from work so I get ample opportunity to see asshole driving, but today was the finest I think I've ever seen.
Fucking arrogant assholes.