Irving Patrick Freleigh
11-16-2007, 07:18 PM
I've said it before and I'll say it again: People in my town do not know how to f:censored:-ing drive. This seems to be for three reasons:
Half the citizens of town are deceased
But they're all still driving
There are lots of kids cruising around, a lot of ricers, and a lot of morons driving SUVs and sports cars that they don't know how to handle
Today, my missions were as follows: Go to the post office to drop off a couple bills and my Christmas cards. Go to the bank to withdraw some money. And stop at Burger King because I'm getting hungry and I haven't had one of their chicken sandwiches in a while. Yum-o.
Here now, the driving mishaps that befell me:
On the way from the post office to the bank, I pass a family restaurant popular with older folks. Some old coot pulls out of the driveway right in front of me, forcing me and the person behind me to hit the brakes. Then he does a leisurely 15 mph down the street until he turns down another street.
Still on the way to the bank--This is at a "T" intersection. Sucky driver is at the base of the T making a left hand turn and I'm coming across the top of the T. Sucky driver (in a Hummer no less) decides to turn left right in front of me, but stops in about the middle of the intersection when I don't stop, and I have to swerve around him. He gives me the horn. I give him the finger. (P.S. sucky Hummer driver-sorry about the penis. There are pills you can take for that now.)
Still heading to the bank--another old fart pulls out in front of me, again forcing me to hit the brakes, and goes 15 mph down the street riding the brake all the way. On this particular street, the speed limit is 35 mph, so this results in a line of cars piling up behind me and slow-driving old coot. I'm stuck behind him until he pulls into a walk-in clinic (In case you can't tell, pulling out in front of me and then crawling is my biggest driving pet peeve)
Going to Burger King--I'm driving through the parking lot down a little road in the middle of the lot. I approach a "T" intersection from the base and stop to allow cross traffic to pass by. The person behind me gives me the horn for no apparent reason. I decide this would be a good time to clean my windshield. :devil:
Fortunately, I don't have to do any more driving today except to get to and from work.
Half the citizens of town are deceased
But they're all still driving
There are lots of kids cruising around, a lot of ricers, and a lot of morons driving SUVs and sports cars that they don't know how to handle
Today, my missions were as follows: Go to the post office to drop off a couple bills and my Christmas cards. Go to the bank to withdraw some money. And stop at Burger King because I'm getting hungry and I haven't had one of their chicken sandwiches in a while. Yum-o.
Here now, the driving mishaps that befell me:
On the way from the post office to the bank, I pass a family restaurant popular with older folks. Some old coot pulls out of the driveway right in front of me, forcing me and the person behind me to hit the brakes. Then he does a leisurely 15 mph down the street until he turns down another street.
Still on the way to the bank--This is at a "T" intersection. Sucky driver is at the base of the T making a left hand turn and I'm coming across the top of the T. Sucky driver (in a Hummer no less) decides to turn left right in front of me, but stops in about the middle of the intersection when I don't stop, and I have to swerve around him. He gives me the horn. I give him the finger. (P.S. sucky Hummer driver-sorry about the penis. There are pills you can take for that now.)
Still heading to the bank--another old fart pulls out in front of me, again forcing me to hit the brakes, and goes 15 mph down the street riding the brake all the way. On this particular street, the speed limit is 35 mph, so this results in a line of cars piling up behind me and slow-driving old coot. I'm stuck behind him until he pulls into a walk-in clinic (In case you can't tell, pulling out in front of me and then crawling is my biggest driving pet peeve)
Going to Burger King--I'm driving through the parking lot down a little road in the middle of the lot. I approach a "T" intersection from the base and stop to allow cross traffic to pass by. The person behind me gives me the horn for no apparent reason. I decide this would be a good time to clean my windshield. :devil:
Fortunately, I don't have to do any more driving today except to get to and from work.