I have this problem.... I set up instances or situations that will stir up emotion in another, usually a stranger, for the sole reason of viewing his/her reaction. I am a big student of human nature, and nature in general. I love watching how one person reacts differently than another to the same set of stimuli. It's almost a sadistic experiment. Any emotion. Happiness, anger, joy, sadness, rage, frustrations, annoyance. My two favorites are posting threads here and setting up situations while driving. For example.... I posted two threads today. Both had a lot of responses, almost split 50/50 negative/positive. When doing this here, I first scan all responses, then personally respond to those who seem to show the most emotion or who seem to be most into said thread. I'll post a thread on herb, what this site is made for, and get 2 responses. Sometimes, the people here are fucking hilarious. How angry they get over some stupid conversation with a stranger, on the internet, you'll never meet... it boggles my my mind. Just by posting a slightly-semi controversial topic, you can gauge several differnet types of personalities. There are those who are impatient... you can tell this when they respond to something you've said and they wind up looking like an idoit because the answer is in the thread, and they just didn't read it. There are those who are over-anyalitical/obsessive.... ones who copy and paste every sentence and respond to each individually. There are those who are very thorough in their reponses, quoting resources and other online materials, and giving examples. There are those who obviously get upset and just start swearing. There are those who don't know how to hold a normal arguement and fly off the handle..... especially when Mojo throws a little 'inspiration' in there Then there are the select few who can be indifferent to bullshit for the sake of a conversation. When I do this in the car.... man. I should probably stop because sometimes I drive through some tough areas. I don't want to get shot. The most common situation is when someone behind me is obviously in a hurry and trying their best to get around, past, whatever. The worst thing anyone could ever do while driving near me is ride my ass. You will regret it. Trust me. Here is a good for instance, that happened this morning...... I was driving, minding my own business, when I check the rear view and see this little shit flying up behind me. He was one of those kids who go to Pep Boys and make their '97 Civic look like a Matchbox car and sound like my go-cart. (By the way guys... those stickers and Autozone spoilers give ATLEAST 20hp... good job!) This little kid, clearly on his way to high school (we were one turn away from the street to school around 7:25a). So he thinks it's cool to get on my ass so much that I can't even see his front bumper. At first, I throw up my arms and give him the old, 'What the fuck? Where am I going to go?". He then swerves back and forth like he's fuckin Dale Jr. under a caution. So... I stop. I don't look at him, get out, anything. I just stop for about 15 seconds. Meanwhile, several cars are building up behind us. And to me, this is great because everyone behind the d-bag is pissed, and it is technically my fault.... but my over-rationalizing brain makes me think it's the kids fault. So he tries to go around (which is what I was waiting for). I have a '05 Colorado with an inline 5cyl (biggest engine the Colo has) and a (waaaay to expensive) K&N intake.... not a big strong truck, but it will dust a lot of 4 and 6 cylinder passenger cars. So he tries to go around when traffic clears on the other side (double yellow, oh now!!), so I burn 'em, dust him, and don't let him. Eventually we get to the high school turn where it becomes two lanes, a left turn lane and a right straight lane. I'm going straight, and he is turning. He pulls up next to me, staring me down, then swearing and everything. I MAKE SURE that the first thing he sees is me laughing at him. I roll down my window and casually say, 'Sorry, bro. There was a squirrel, had to stop.' I think this is a problem because now a days, I don't realize I am doing it. I mean, I could (again) over-rationalize and say it is for research. Lame, you say?? I actually have a notebook on the intiricies and idiocyncracies of these situations. Maybe one day I'll write a book: 'MoJo, the asshole, and the Human Response'.