Stop! In the name of lovvvve.

I find that four-way stops give me anxiety. Rarely ever do I drive up to one, someone drives up next, then another, making it very obvious who gets to go first. We all pull up at the same time, sit there and look at each other, then start waving at each other to go. Mouthing, "Go ahead!" or "Come on!"

Sometimes one car will even roll up a little bit after everyone has stopped. Not to show that it's their turn to go, but rather that they're still arriving, and therefore not responsible for being the first to go.

This makes me anxious.