On Sunday my co-best friend took me to a pizza buffet, in which I proceeded to ruin my pancreas by eating a typically American amount of pizza. (I also managed to invent a new type of pizza, made with barbecue sauce and topped with pepperoni and sausage; I called it the Boss Hog.)
Buffets have a rule, in Texas at least, that every time you return to the buffet you must use a new plate; this is to prevent the spread of transmittable disease. I like this rule. Lately I've noticed that quite a few of the rules that inconvenience me are intended to protect me, quite often from myself. Minimum following distance rules are a good example. Tailgating isn't just irritating, it's dangerous, and you're not supposed to do it because you could kill someone, in all likelihood yourself. At times I want to yell at people that they are putting themselves in mortal peril for the slightest of benefits, like when impatient drivers behind a stopped bus try to proceed around the bus as passengers disembark. Every bus has a large sticker warning that trying to pass in that manner is dangerous because the operator of the bus might start moving forward without seeing you, and you risk being in a collision, and buses are very big. And yet I see people doing exactly this, every day, in order to get some place perhaps 30 seconds faster! Wait 30 seconds and live!