Kids' slowness I can handle, but adults who creep along while crossing the streets in downtown Indy make my blood pressure rise. Lordy, some people walk sooooooo slowly. It's not that I think I have some greater right to the road as a driver, but when I'm walking across a busy street, I try not to dawdle out of courtesy to drivers. And if I don't have time to get across before the light changes, I wait (most of our intersections offer a countdown).