A little Christmas "Cheer"

Golly gee, I love people on the road during the holidays.  They are all so thoughtful and....

UGH!

Story #1:
This happened on Monday.
I had to go to the post office to mail a package.  A woman pulls in just ahead of me.  And Stops.  She just stops her car in the very centre of the entrance so that no cars can get in or out.  I rolled my eyes. 
Then she got out of her car.  Awesome!!  Hey lady?  You do know that you're not in a parking space and are preventing the flow of traffic, right?  She jets over to the mailbox and dumps some things in.  I figure she's only going to be a second, so I bite my lip and refrain from laying on the horn. 
She gets in her car and moves up.  I pull in and pull slightly to the right to the parking spot that was Right! There! It was a great spot. 
As she's whipping around the leave, she turns and fixes me with this awful Death Glare and.... wait for it.... flips me the bird!!!
Because... I actually have no idea.
I hope flipping off some random stranger in the parking lot gave her the inner peace and Christmas joy she was apparently looking for.
Merry Christmas, lady.

Story #2:
This happened yesterday afternoon.
I was waiting to make a left-turn.  Traffic was moving slowly as it almost always does at this intersection, regardless of the time of year.  Right on my bumper was a great big pickup truck.  All of a sudden, an opening approached for my left turn.  But I had to wait for a big yellow school bus to go through the intersection.  He was barrelling down much faster than the speed limit. 
The driver behind me suddenly laid on his horn and gestured for me to turn.
Please note:  Big yellow school bus. 
I drive a little car.
He was in a big car.
There was no way he did not see the school bus.
The light turned yellow.  I did not turn.  I looked at the distance from the bus to the lights and I knew he wasn't going to stop.  Sure enough, the bus driver gassed it and ran the yellow.  I turned as soon as he was clear.
The driver pulled up beside me and started screaming obscenities.
Merry Christmas, buddy.
Sorry I didn't let myself get t-boned by a bus driver.  I'd rather make it home safely to my daughter.
Happy New Year, too.

Story #3:
Last night.
What is with the crazies on the road???
I'm driving down a dark hill.  There is traffic.  The guy two cars in front of me is missing a headlight and is driving about 5km under the speed limit, as there are many deer in the area.  I keep a comfortable stopping distance.  I rear-ended someone once on this stretch of road and don't wish to repeat the experience.
The guy behind me is so close on my bumper, I can practically see up his nose in my rear-view mirror.  He starts flashing his high beams at me.  Because.... I can go where, exactly?
The guy two cars up randomly brakes a bit.  Possibly because the guy in front of me (behind him) is also following a little too close.  So I brake.  So buddy behind me lays on his horn.  Hard.
Merry Christmas, buddy.  Sorry I didn't play bumper cars with the guy in front of me for your convenience. 
When we got to the bottom of the hill, the guy two cars up turned into a little mechanic shop.  Glad he made it there safely.  

So to all you drivers out there, stay safe.  Be courteous.
And have a happy Christmas.