Traffic

There is something I hate: Traffic.

No. I’m not talking about drugs traffic, nor children traffic for porn (well, that counts too) or any illegal traffic stuff. I’m talking about the traffic in the city.

All the fucking day there’s traffic everywhere!

But I’m not talking about just cars traffic. Indeed, it doesn’t bother me so mucho as the people traffic. Yes! People traffic!
Has it passed to you that you’re walking hurried because you’re late for something, and suddenly one or two or three or any fucking assholes hinder you? Could be they are walking very slowly; could be they’re stopped there, just in front of you; or could be they’re simply stupid. But they’re there: hindering you.

That’s what I hate! That and the damn people who don’t know how to drive in the traffic and create more cursed traffic!