Two to three times a day I walk around our office park. It's actually one of the nicer parts of my job as it's more or less condoned by management. In fact, most often times our leads and manager walk with us. Corporate really pushes the preventative health aspects available to us, and every one of us have pedometers to track steps that directly pay off in hundreds of dollars of health funds. We typically discuss issues and so it's like a walking status meeting between members of the team.
In getting around the park, we have to cross the main roads twice in order to follow the various sidewalks available. The very bottom part of the walk is the worst in terms of line of sight. But hey, it's a 30 MPH zone, it shouldn't be a problem right? Riiiiiight. I've got a picture of the view of the traffic we need to watch for as we cross the road to the right (off to the right of the picture). You need to listen intently, but you know, there's giant white crosswalk stripes that you cannot miss or not notice as you drive in every single day, right? Riiiiiight.

So I'm walking with my team lead and we're back behind the others. He's been diagnosed with Parkinson's and tends to walk slower now than when I first came on board a few years ago. It was a good day to chat though as he and I haven't really walked together for a few weeks. I'm probably about 20 years his junior, and as such, have an easier time picking up sounds of approaching vehicles. As we start across the crosswalk I hear that unmistakable sound of rubber on road and call out to wait. He was a bit deeper into the crossing than I, and so he started to back up.
And then we see a BMW come careening around that corner. Though he doesn't lock up the brakes, you can see the front end drop and he comes to a stop in the entrance of the intersection. At this point he waves us across. Honestly, I hate this. There's another lane and someone not paying attention is going to mow down a pedestrian by doing this. Regardless, we wave to the driver and resume our conversation and cross the road.
And that's where it just get's fucking weird. Now, you would think that if you truly had somewhere important to be, this next exchange would not happen. But it did.
So let's set this picture a little more clearly. The driver of the BMW looks to have a certain type vibe going for his appearance. A bit like Mystery Guitar Man from youtube (check him out if you've never heard of him. Very cool bloke). Now also imagine the voice this guy has. Like Hank Azaria's voice acting from the Hop movie. Everyone clear on that? With the voice, driving a stereotypical asshole car (those that cannot afford a Benz buy a BMW to keep up the image). Right, scene set then.
We're halfway across the intersection when we hear "HEY! Djou guys nau hear me?!!?!?!". It look me a step to register that someone is yelling at us, and I look around and just cannot believe this dude took the time out of his Very Important Schedule (TM) to bitch at us lowly peons. And this after he waved us on? Really? Well alrighty then!
My team lead, bless his heart, yells back "Yeah we hear you asshole!" and turns back around and starts walking. This sends dude into uber bitch fest tirade mode. He begins to inform us that next time he'll just run us down (with much interspersed cursing). I just give the guy a shit eating grin and a double thumbs up for "keep it classy asshole BMW guy... keep perpetuating that stereotype!" and also turn around and keep walking. My team lead and I look at each other and I ask "What the hell just happened there??". BMW asshat speeds off into the distance, passing some poor driver on the right that has passed on the left as asshat sat at the intersection. And the only means to do so would be doing WAY more than the posted 30 MPH calls for (lot's of turn offs and blind hills and curves). Oh, and let's not forget the crosswalk, which has not up and moved since I've been working there. That silly little traffic control device which is supposed to be for pedestrians crossing without fear of being hit and you should be cognizant that it's there if even 1/1000 of your brain registers such things as you blast through the park daily? Yeah. Stacy classy stereotypical dude, you sure showed us who's the one with the problem here.
My only regret is I didn't come up with a zinger on the spot. So far, my personal favorite is "Didn't we hear you? When did BMW install an 'ASSHOLE COMING THROUGH! I'M TOO IMPORTANT FOR YOUR RULES!' soundmaker? Oh wait, they did! And it's sitting in the driver's seat bitching at me RIGHT NOW!". So very sad that I couldn't use that at the time.
In getting around the park, we have to cross the main roads twice in order to follow the various sidewalks available. The very bottom part of the walk is the worst in terms of line of sight. But hey, it's a 30 MPH zone, it shouldn't be a problem right? Riiiiiight. I've got a picture of the view of the traffic we need to watch for as we cross the road to the right (off to the right of the picture). You need to listen intently, but you know, there's giant white crosswalk stripes that you cannot miss or not notice as you drive in every single day, right? Riiiiiight.

So I'm walking with my team lead and we're back behind the others. He's been diagnosed with Parkinson's and tends to walk slower now than when I first came on board a few years ago. It was a good day to chat though as he and I haven't really walked together for a few weeks. I'm probably about 20 years his junior, and as such, have an easier time picking up sounds of approaching vehicles. As we start across the crosswalk I hear that unmistakable sound of rubber on road and call out to wait. He was a bit deeper into the crossing than I, and so he started to back up.
And then we see a BMW come careening around that corner. Though he doesn't lock up the brakes, you can see the front end drop and he comes to a stop in the entrance of the intersection. At this point he waves us across. Honestly, I hate this. There's another lane and someone not paying attention is going to mow down a pedestrian by doing this. Regardless, we wave to the driver and resume our conversation and cross the road.
And that's where it just get's fucking weird. Now, you would think that if you truly had somewhere important to be, this next exchange would not happen. But it did.
So let's set this picture a little more clearly. The driver of the BMW looks to have a certain type vibe going for his appearance. A bit like Mystery Guitar Man from youtube (check him out if you've never heard of him. Very cool bloke). Now also imagine the voice this guy has. Like Hank Azaria's voice acting from the Hop movie. Everyone clear on that? With the voice, driving a stereotypical asshole car (those that cannot afford a Benz buy a BMW to keep up the image). Right, scene set then.
We're halfway across the intersection when we hear "HEY! Djou guys nau hear me?!!?!?!". It look me a step to register that someone is yelling at us, and I look around and just cannot believe this dude took the time out of his Very Important Schedule (TM) to bitch at us lowly peons. And this after he waved us on? Really? Well alrighty then!
My team lead, bless his heart, yells back "Yeah we hear you asshole!" and turns back around and starts walking. This sends dude into uber bitch fest tirade mode. He begins to inform us that next time he'll just run us down (with much interspersed cursing). I just give the guy a shit eating grin and a double thumbs up for "keep it classy asshole BMW guy... keep perpetuating that stereotype!" and also turn around and keep walking. My team lead and I look at each other and I ask "What the hell just happened there??". BMW asshat speeds off into the distance, passing some poor driver on the right that has passed on the left as asshat sat at the intersection. And the only means to do so would be doing WAY more than the posted 30 MPH calls for (lot's of turn offs and blind hills and curves). Oh, and let's not forget the crosswalk, which has not up and moved since I've been working there. That silly little traffic control device which is supposed to be for pedestrians crossing without fear of being hit and you should be cognizant that it's there if even 1/1000 of your brain registers such things as you blast through the park daily? Yeah. Stacy classy stereotypical dude, you sure showed us who's the one with the problem here.

My only regret is I didn't come up with a zinger on the spot. So far, my personal favorite is "Didn't we hear you? When did BMW install an 'ASSHOLE COMING THROUGH! I'M TOO IMPORTANT FOR YOUR RULES!' soundmaker? Oh wait, they did! And it's sitting in the driver's seat bitching at me RIGHT NOW!". So very sad that I couldn't use that at the time.

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