You see this all the time: angry young male, standing at a crosswalk. He punches the button--pounds it six or seven times, thinking Come on, you stupid signal, change already, so the button is thinking Oh my! A buffalo herd is trying to cross the street! I had better stop oncoming traffic, and pronto, double pronto!, and the oncoming traffic is thinking Must get home before I miss reruns of Roseanne.
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