Thank You, Mr. Dropping-the-Kid-off-at-School Man!
I think school zones bring out the worst in morning drivers. I go through one on the mornings I don't go to the gym, and it seems more often than not somebody gets bent out of shape about something. For heaven's sake, it's only about five blocks long. Just chill out for a couple of minutes....
Anyhow, the entrance to the school is very close to an intersection, and they have a big sign out reminding drivers not to block the driveway. Most people ignore it, of course, leading to some interesting gridlock-type maneuvering as cars stack up behind the parent who wants to cross traffic and get into that parking lot.
So, in the interests of maintaining my own sunny morning disposition (!) I am very careful about not blocking the school entrance. One car can fit between the crosswalk and the driveway, then you have to leave a big gap. So if I'm the second car, I leave a big gap. Yesterday, the guy behind me had a conniption over this, honking and gesticulating. (Mind you, this is only an issue when the light is red. You're not going anywhere anyhow, so who cares about an extra car-length between you and the RED traffic light?)
In the midst of Conniption-Boy's tirade, Mr. Dropping-of-the-Kid-at-School Man comes the other way, is probably astounded that he is actually able to turn into the school grounds, and he flashes me the most enormous smile and gives me one of those pointing-at-you-turns-into-a-thumbs-up moves. That made it all worthwhile.