06 July, 2006
Rethinking that drive into The City
I had a couple of errands to run this afternoon. Everything seemed to be going okay until about 3:00 p.m. when the idiots were let loose.
Driving along Otis, I checked my speedometer against the Orwellian Radar Box (one of those "Your Speed Is XX" gizmos). I was comfortably close to the speed limit, but adjusted my speed down because some dumbass had his car door wide open into the lane and was standing even further into the lane.
Then Spawn of Dumbass came skittering across the street INTO A LINE OF TRAFFIC! (Nowhere near a crosswalk, I'll add.) Even the squirrels have enough sense to not run out into a line of oncoming cars! I slammed on my brakes (thank the heavens for Subies and their awesome anti-lock braking systems!) and spewed a stream of expletives, then took a deep cleansing breath and continued on. Dumbass and his Spawn simply clambored into their car with vacant looks on their faces.
Next up for the Darwin Award was Bicyclist with a Death Wish who ran a red light at Grand and Encinal. Then there was the ambulance driver who cut me off (way to try to get new business!). By the time I got home, Luna was pissed because she hasn't eaten any Stupid People lately, and I sorely needed an Advil to take the edge off of this headache.
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