As my friend Melissa and I approached a crosswalk on campus yesterday, I watched a car drive right through the stop sign without even bothering to slow down. I made my displeasure known. "There's a stop sign there, jerk!"

A girl within earshot looked over at me with what I thought was a grin on her face, only to realize that it was probably something more akin to malice, as the car stopped mere feet past the crosswalk and she opened the door and got in.