I would say you drive up to the merge point, let one car from the other lane go in front of you, then keep going.

let one car from the other lane go in front of you, then keep going

This is what I think.

Merging is one from each, right? Not FIFO. A guy yelled at me as I passed him to let the car in front of me go, and then pulled up next to me on the highway and sat on the horn for five seconds.

Anger management classes, bruh. Thank dog the meds last night worked, because if this had been yesterday morning I'd just have started crying and gone home.

Not suggesting a parade of scores, but if someone tells you to check your privilege, now you can, with a completely unflawed and peer-reviewed test: [link]

At my cousins' b'nai mitzvah a few months ago, I got carded. It was ridiculous.

Hil, how universal was the carding? I've volunteered at a beer booth for charity (Celebrate Fairfax, for DCistas out there), and we were told in training that we had to card everyone. No exceptions, no matter how old they looked, no matter how many times they'd been to the booth already. It was VA state law, and the state had people working undercover to check up on the booths. If they found any violations, the booth would get closed down, and the charity would lose the privilege of running a booth in future years. (Those beer booths are very lucrative.)

And yes, I turned away several people that were obviously of retirement age. And I carded a number of people three or more times.

All the people who looked older got drinks without being carded. Most of my cousins who are about my age were not carded. My sister was.

In my state you have to card everyone.

I once saw Menahem Pressler (world famous pianist) denied a bottle of Cabernet at the grocery store because he didn't have his ID with him. He is 90 years old.

Wow.

I don't think that's right. At all. If a 90 year old wants to drink, fucking let him.

A classical music fan in the next aisle asked for the privilege of purchasing it for him, and he wrote her a nice note with his autograph.

My workplace, folks: I cut 6 inches off my hair and it took 2 hours for anybody to notice/mention it. I've been here 5 months and sometimes I wonder if half the people know my name yet.

C'mon, flea's coworkers! Get with the program!

The only weddings I've been to have been Methodist and Mormon. Neither of which do the drinking thing. So I have no idea what the alcohol etiquette is on weddings.