Snow

I love snow. There's just something magical about it. The world seems much quieter when there's a blanket of snow on the ground.

What I do not love is driving in it. Or, rather, all the other idiots on the road driving in it. Why can't people grasp the fact that you do not need to go 5 miles an hour, nor do you need to blaze down the road at 60 miles an hour. There is a happy medium. And just because you have a four wheel drive vehicle does not mean that you need to ride my ass - My little G6 does not handle snow well and not everyone has the luxury of a gas-guzzling monstrosity, so could you just calm it, please??

And for the idiots in the parking lot: stop being an idiot and learn how to park. Just because you can't see the lines, does NOT mean you need to leave half a car length between you and the next car, nor does it mean that you should try to squeeze in to a not-big-enough space to the point where I'm sure you had to crawl out your trunk to get out of the car.