volvodrivincashier
08-14-2006, 03:38 AM
K, first, visual: my current car is a BEAT volvo 240. flat burgandy in color. finish has dulled, no shine left in the paint, rust everywhere, and a nice big dent in the drivers side rear door.
So I'm coming home from work today on a fairly busy 4 lane road, doing the speed limit (50mph in this case). Right lane is mostly clear, left is fairly busy.
I get near the merge point and begin to slow down, locate a break in the line in the left lane, and signal to move over. Just before this, I passed a E430 convertible driven by an upper-middle aged woman. I guess she couldn't handle my rusted rattling hunk of junk passing her pretty little mercedes, because for no reason she guns it and closes the gap in an attempt to force me behind her. WTF? Seriously, c'mon. Furthermore, according to my latest driver's manual, the driver that is further ahead at a merge point has the right-of-way.
Well, having had a bad day at work, I decided to dish it right back out. See, I drive a rusted rattling hunk of junk that I don't really care much about the exterior appearance of. If I have the right-of-way and I don't feel like giving it up, if I'm in this car, I don't. This case would be no exception. I glance in the sideview, make eye contact with her, give her the "authority look" and start moving over. When she realized that I was dead serious, she locked 'em up and let me in with a rather dirty look on her face.
2 lights down comes my left turn. She goes by me with the horn blaring and the middle digit up. WTF is the deal with some people these days?
Oh, and don't even get me started on the portsmouth traffic circle. People who try to cut me off when they have YIELD signs staring them in the face get the same treatment as mrs. pretty-little-mercedes.
k, deep breath, I feel better now :lol:
So I'm coming home from work today on a fairly busy 4 lane road, doing the speed limit (50mph in this case). Right lane is mostly clear, left is fairly busy.
I get near the merge point and begin to slow down, locate a break in the line in the left lane, and signal to move over. Just before this, I passed a E430 convertible driven by an upper-middle aged woman. I guess she couldn't handle my rusted rattling hunk of junk passing her pretty little mercedes, because for no reason she guns it and closes the gap in an attempt to force me behind her. WTF? Seriously, c'mon. Furthermore, according to my latest driver's manual, the driver that is further ahead at a merge point has the right-of-way.
Well, having had a bad day at work, I decided to dish it right back out. See, I drive a rusted rattling hunk of junk that I don't really care much about the exterior appearance of. If I have the right-of-way and I don't feel like giving it up, if I'm in this car, I don't. This case would be no exception. I glance in the sideview, make eye contact with her, give her the "authority look" and start moving over. When she realized that I was dead serious, she locked 'em up and let me in with a rather dirty look on her face.
2 lights down comes my left turn. She goes by me with the horn blaring and the middle digit up. WTF is the deal with some people these days?
Oh, and don't even get me started on the portsmouth traffic circle. People who try to cut me off when they have YIELD signs staring them in the face get the same treatment as mrs. pretty-little-mercedes.
k, deep breath, I feel better now :lol: