Thursday, October 2, 2008

Rage much?

Okay. I realize I have some issues I have to deal with...I hear my husband's voice in my head trying to soothe me with "don't drive angry, don't drive angry," but things are getting riddiculous! I'm going to loose my mind just trying to get to work. I'm not saying you need to drive like a bat outta hell, but come on...at least drive the speed limit. Or, if you can't for some reason (like extreme old age, rusty car, or because you are hauling some kind of cargo, little humans or otherwise) than at least do what many Europeans do...pull the f*#@ over and let the rest of us pass. I used to think that tourists were the worst...driving 5 miles an hour to look at the pretty water and mountains, and oh look honey, a tree, how quaint! But now, ARGH, save me from middle-aged Mainers in pick-up trucks...on their way to a job, and so they'll drive poking along to rack up the clock and do less work! C'mon people, move along, some of us have places to go! And while I realize that people now-a-days (God, I sound like a little old man! "In my day we had to walk uphill to school both ways, in the snow") are not considerate; they think only of themselves and don't care about their fellow commuters, I think it's being taken a bit too far...I was stopped behind someone in the middle of the road for several minutes while the guy yelled to someone standing out in front of their house. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD dude! If you're lost, pull off to the side, get directions, but don't stop traffic and take up so much space that no one can move around you! Between idiots hugging the white line to make a left turn, making turns like a 90 year old woman walks down supermarket aisles, driving 2 miles an hour--or 95, and friggin' tourists cruising around thinking they own the place, and the unfortunate locals who should take drivers' ed for the third time....I think I'd better invent the teleporter so I can cut out my half-hour commute. Come to think of it...that would solve my gas prices issue as well.....

1 comment:

spokeschicken said...

You have my full sympathies. I encountered that problem on the way to work everyday when I worked at the Second Read. And you're totally right -- it's people who are on the clock trying to tick it down and not get to the next job quite so quickly. And frankly, some people who probably just aren't paying attention. Why can't they just pull over?>>>!>> It's like they're in denial that they're actually going slowly. So frustrating.