Conversely, if you're not driving fast enough (read: doing Mach 1), the locals AND the tourons (tourist + moron = touron) get a mite cranky with you...
I have lived in Illinois my entire life, save the period from 2006 - mid-2007 when I got transplanted south (not my doings, long story). Within the first three months of my having moved I'd flipped off no less than three assholes who felt I wasn't moving fast enough over the posted speed limit or two seconds too slow in responding to a stoplight for their liking. (Hey, dumbfucks, out of state plates still on here - no way am I risking a speeding ticket just because you're in a hurry to gorge your fat wrinkled asses at the local seafood buffets!)
I have NEVER flipped off anybody in Illinois prior to that. (At least, not where they could visibly see me doing it.
) Funny thing was, the first time it happened I didn't even think twice about it - my car's sunroof was open so I just went BAM! Middle finger straight up after some fartweed blasted me with his horn for not magically teleporting out of his way once the stoplight changed. (And it wasn't like I wasn't paying attention to the light - this was literally like a two-second delay in transferring my foot from the brake pedal to the gas pedal, and this nitwit got pissy over the "wait")
PWNED!

And no offense to anybody from the about-to-be-mentioned states, but during my time in Florida I HAVE noticed that tourons from New York, Michigan, Ohio and the general East Coast are some of the nastiest and RUDEST entitlement-minded shits around.
I have lived in Illinois my entire life, save the period from 2006 - mid-2007 when I got transplanted south (not my doings, long story). Within the first three months of my having moved I'd flipped off no less than three assholes who felt I wasn't moving fast enough over the posted speed limit or two seconds too slow in responding to a stoplight for their liking. (Hey, dumbfucks, out of state plates still on here - no way am I risking a speeding ticket just because you're in a hurry to gorge your fat wrinkled asses at the local seafood buffets!)
I have NEVER flipped off anybody in Illinois prior to that. (At least, not where they could visibly see me doing it.
) Funny thing was, the first time it happened I didn't even think twice about it - my car's sunroof was open so I just went BAM! Middle finger straight up after some fartweed blasted me with his horn for not magically teleporting out of his way once the stoplight changed. (And it wasn't like I wasn't paying attention to the light - this was literally like a two-second delay in transferring my foot from the brake pedal to the gas pedal, and this nitwit got pissy over the "wait")
Quoth greensinestro
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And no offense to anybody from the about-to-be-mentioned states, but during my time in Florida I HAVE noticed that tourons from New York, Michigan, Ohio and the general East Coast are some of the nastiest and RUDEST entitlement-minded shits around.




) to when we actually recieved it was almost fifteen minutes... in the drive through.
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