one of the things that will never cease to depress me is the way a lot of people drive. and i gotta be honest, it drives me nuts. no, strike that: it pisses me the hell off. yes, i just ended a sentence with a preposition: right now, not so much with the caring.
1. please don’t subject me to your stupidly and unnecessarily amped up bass. my car windows don’t really need the stress test. neither do my ears, schmuck, and if i really need to get your attention by honking at you, you won’t be able to hear it, and that’s vastly more important, you selfish, self-involved moron. i don’t give a crap that you’re slowly rendering yourself deaf: that’s your problem. i do however give a crap if you can’t hear me honking when you slowly drift into my lane because you aren’t paying attention, oaf.
2. there’s other drivers on the road, so pay some damned attention when you’re behind the wheel. don’t be scouring your CD holder to look for the next disc to throw in, don’t fiddle with a map while cruising along in the passing lane on a highway, and for god’s sake, do not use your mobile phone unless you’ve got a hands-free kit—and even then, continue to fucking pay attention to the road. i don’t care if you kill yourself, but if you injure me in the process, you better believe i’ll take it out of your hide. and bank account.
3. about the oft-neglected turn signal: its function is to alert other drivers that you’re changing lanes or turning. don’t try to be captain stealth and keep us guessing why you’re slowing down, because now you’re begging for an accident. i don’t care if my front bumper is usually my responsibility: it’s still going to spike your car insurance rates. and i’m a vindictive bastard: i will humiliate your sorry ass in court. in other words: turn signals, moron: look into ‘em!
4. SUV/minivan drivers: you guys take up a lot of space on the road. could you please drive like you understand this? is it so very hard to stay in your lane? do you need special 3-d glasses or something to see the dotted white line against the gray asphalt/cement of the road?
5. small car drivers: OK, you guys take up very little space on the road, and you know, that’s great. seriously. however, this doesn’t make you mario andretti, so get over yourself. the only thing you’re telling us when you weave through traffic is that either you really need to hit the john at the next rest area or you’re just compensating for your…shortcomings. either way, none of us want anything to do with you. go away. preferably at the next exit.
6. on speed limits: everyone knows that speed limit signs are just suggestions because the cops won’t look twice unless you’re doing more than 10 mph over the limit (except in certain special cases). so if you aren’t doing at least that while in the passing lane, especially on a highway, then get the hell out of the passing lane, now! you may not be in a hurry, but i am, schmuck.
7. rubberneckers, this one’s just for you: is a traffic accident so very fucking interesting? does it give your life meaning to look at some stranger’s maimed body or car? drive! it’s called an accelerator: step on it! get out of my way! go satisfy your necrophiliac tendencies when you aren’t fucking driving!
8. speed trap warnings: it seems some folks have forgotten that it’s common courtesy to tell your fellow motorists when you see a speed trap. you communicate this fact to others by flashing your headlights at oncoming traffic.
look: most of us are driving because we have somewhere we’re trying to reach. can we at least all agree that maybe, just maybe, it would be nice if we all could not prevent one another from doing that?
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