On my way home tonight, I got stuck behind possibly the world's slowest vehicle. I know what everyone is thinking, "Protege is talking about a city bus or some sort of large truck." Nope.
I'd just turned off Route 88 in Castle Shannon after a run to the hobby shop after work. Needed some parts to fix a locomotive, so why not? Anyway, the street I was on goes up a rather steep hill (those of you familiar with Castle Shannon know the hill I'm talking about!) before ending up in Whitehall. Midway up the hill, is a narrow side street. Traffic on that street, and coming down the hill, has to stop for a stop sign. Traffic going up (from Castle Shannon) doesn't stop. Still with me?
Most people can handle the hill no problem. *Most* people.
The guy in the red Chevy Aveo tonight...is not most people. This guy, proceeded up the hill at a pavement-rippling 5mph. That's *not* a typo! He's plodding along, randomly slamming on the brakes, and just being an ass.
But, what he did at the side street...earned him "total douche" status. Why? Remember how I said that traffic going up doesn't stop? Yep, he slowed *just* enough that I had to downshift into 1st, hope the SUV in front of me wouldn't stop (or stall) and roll back into me, and that the cars behind me wouldn't ram me as well
Coming down the hill, was more of the same--random brake applications, cruising along at 5mph--before reaching the stop sign at the bottom. Once he stopped, he seemed to be unsure what to do. I mean, all those letters on a red background must have really thrown him
Another mile, he finally pulls off into a supermarket's parking lot. Who was this intrepid driver? Some old fool with Coke-bottle glasses...and a cell phone stuck to the side of his head! Just what I wanted to be stuck behind--someone that's not only blind, but distracted