Mkay. If I am driving through a grocery store parking lot (not speeding – if anything, going slowly and cautiously, because pedestrians), and you almost back into me whilst pulling out of your stall, that’s okay. Sh!t happens, and I’m not a perfect driver either – I can swerve around your dumb ass and be zen-like about it (for lack of a better phrase), and quite likely forget about the incident five minutes later. However, if you honk at me, as though it’s MY fault, you’d better be leaping out of your vehicle to thank me for saving your sorry ass from an insurance claim and accompanying increase in premiums, or else I might just put on the brakes (after the swerve and out of harm’s way, obviously), and you might see me animatedly gesticulating and mouthing something to the effect of, “Dude! Are you !@#$ing sh!tting me?” before I proceed, whilst shaking my head in disgust. Don’t know if the driver saw me, but the passenger certainly did. Sorry Mom. (Mom has been unsuccessfully attempting to deter me from similar responses to dumb-ass drivers pretty much since the moment I got my driver’s license, lest I get stabbed or shot). But at least I managed refrain from vigorously flipping the offending driver the bird this time. And I promise, if I visit an open-carry state, I’ll cab it. ;) And I know – first-world problems – but Saturday nights on facebook seem to be for sharing lighter content, and for me, it helps to take off the edge. Anyway, I’m glad the rear panel of my car remains intact (no thanks to parking lot dumb-ass). And if youre still with me, thanks for reading. Thus endeth my Calgary driving rant. ;)
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 06:03:59 +0000
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