Running Errands

So my roommate and I were taking back Star Wars 3 to the video store a few days ago. On our journey home, we were held up at a stoplight. I don't know what it is, but I like to check out who is with me at the light. So I look to my right. Balding farmer in a massive truck. And I look to my left. Hot-to-trot college girl in a small import. Normally I don't stare at people as good manners dictates, but the fact that she was ferociously digging in her nasal cavity had me captivated and slightly amused. I mean, she was using more than one finger. If only I had the camera to take a picture of the look on her face when she turned her head and realized that she got busted picking her nose. A mix of emotions were on her face. Confusion, embarrassment, bewilderment even. These emotions quickly and quite obviously turned to rage and anger as she saw me chuckling at her. I have only been flipped the bird a few times in my life. And I'm sure that this time won't be the last. As she tore ass away as the green light signaled I wonder who was the offending party. Her, with the flagrant nose picking and bad social form, or me for even glancing over in the first place. Do we as drivers have a reasonable expectation of privacy when we are in our cars? I say no. Unless you have limo tint on your windows or an actual limo you should expect about as much privacy as you would get standing in your front yard. The change in public attitude towards our neighbors has changed significantly. We go to work. We look straight ahead. We don't say hello when we pass in the hallways. We have one goal, to get to point B from point A with out anyone asking us a question that can't be answered in less than 3 syllables. I'm pretty sure that a famous guy once said, "Love thy neighbor". Not , "Flip him off as he's on his way back from the video store, that'll teach him".