I am terribly noisy when I drive. The noise you make when you’re cranky. Yes, somehow, I’m always cranky when I’m on the road. Well, nothing like road rage or anything, but good ‘ol crankiness in the morning when you mutter things that make half sense.
So yea, I’m noisy. Every time someone drives slow on the right lane of the highway, I go, “Okay, there was a reason the left lane was invented!!” Or even when I give way to people crossing the road, I will say to no one in particular, “By today please!!”
And I’m not even in a rush.
One of my pet peeves on the road is when I’m going straight, and then someone takes a chance when getting out from a nearby junction.. and then slow down. I will yell in the car, “MMMBAH. Kalau kan lambat kenapatah disampatiii???” (Roughly translated to, “Ooookay. If you wanted to drive slow, why’d you chance it???”)
Yes, I do it even when there is people in the car. I do it even when I’m engaged in a conversation. My attention would divert for a bit to mutter some nonsense about a slow driver, and then get back to the conversation.
My cousin, Liz, once raised her voice at me and said, “Eh, udah tah bah. Inda ia kedangaran bah tu! Ngalih saja ku mendangar.” (“You might as well stop. They can’t hear you! I’m getting tired of listening to you.”)
Hahaha. I found it funny. That was actually the time when I realized I talk when I drive.
Trivia: I once read that Michelle Branch talks to herself when she drives too.