Today’s re-tread Thursday feels like a good fit, mainly because I worried about turning little Rocket Man into a rocket every time I had to stomp the breaks this morning.
My commute is short, but fraught with peril because of the density of terrible drivers. There are the veering texters, the oblivio-mobiles of doom and the cannot-spare-a-life-to-catch-this-light types all around.
How can this still be surprising? Dunno, but that’s why people get dash cameras: to marvel at the sea of stupid all over again.
So, if you haven’t read it, please visit What can I do about bad drivers? from 2013.
It probably won’t help, but it will make you feel better, I bet.
Love,
yermom
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I love driving. I scare people, sure. But it’s the slow feicers I’m scaring! The ones who brake on every slight curve in the road (heloooo, it’s Ireland – all the damn roads twist) or worse, brake when someone is coming the other way every.last.time. Like they are surprised each time that other cars might be on the road! I often quote a George Carlin skit, “We might have to die, but we gotta get AROUND this guy!”
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I would be that person if the roads are as narrow and I think they are. THERE IS NO ROOM!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
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They are! But that’s why we all have wee cars 🙂
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Re: Impulse driving like backing up on exit ramps, swerving wildly…
Hank did this taking me and Pat to DCA. I’m pretty sure he wasn’t a time traveler. Then again, how do I know??
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