My car, no not my Mom's Volvo or my brother's Lexus, my car, my Mazda 626, which I haven't used in a quite a while, has car horn problems. i.e., there's a short in the electrical system that blows out the fuse every few months. So, there are times when the car horn doesn't work.
The funny thing about this is that I tend to be a lot more calm when I don't have a horn to use. Let's say someone cuts me off on the highway. Normally, I would get miffed and beep my horn and practice street sign-language on the offending driver. Sometimes I would describe in detail and in a loud voice the, uh, lack of driving skills exhibited at that particular moment. But when my horn isn't working, I'd get riled up for a half-second and then just let it go. If I have no way of communicating my frustration or anger, there's no point in being frustrated or angry.
Perhaps it's better for me when my car horn is malfunctioning.
Posted by glenn at October 11, 2004 12:52 PM