How many times have you been going down the road, minding the speed limit, when all of a sudden the only thing you can see in the rear view mirror is a great big grill of a huge truck! Man, it puts a scare into anyone, and this person is not backing off. At every chance he gets, he is trying to pass you only to be forced back into the lane when another car appears over the hill or around the next curve. Finally the way is clear and the truck pulls past you, and usually gives you the international one-finger salute, as though you are the one person that stands in his way. I know that it’s tough to keep your cool, but that’s all you can do. You can never tell what the state of mind that the other driver is in, so you can thank your lucky stars that he has safely passed you and is on his merry way. I guess these type of people are under the impression that their time is so much more valuable than yours, so get he or she says, get the hell out of my way, slow poke, so I can get to where I need to be!
I know this time of year we tend not to think about snow, but have you ever noticed how some drivers have such short memories? It usually happens at the beginning of winter, when these forgetful individuals drive to work on a clear morning and the streets are clear of snow or ice. Then during the day, a light snowfall takes place, covering all the roads and road markings with that white stuff. Well then, these forget-me-nots start the drive home on the snow-covered streets. They approach an intersection that has a left turn lane, a straight thru lane, and a right turn lane. But these people all seen to suffer from short-term memory loss, because all of them are driving in one lane, and of course the guy waiting to make a left turn is holding up a whole line of traffic. You feel like getting out of the car and giving him a cuff upside the head to see if you can get the connected brain cells working again! No, you have to chill out and wait till he gets moving.
Just another thought crossed my mind. I know a lot of you people said to yourselves ‘short trip’. I am jumping all over the place today. A number of years ago, when I was living in London, we were out one night to a bingo game. On the way home we were driving down Dundas St., the main drag in London, and came upon a red light. As we were stopped and waiting for the green light, a young boy, whom was sitting on a bench nearby, got up, walked into the middle of Dundas St., and proceeded to lay down on the centre line of the street! I couldn’t believe that he was actually doing that. But he stayed there, and when my light turned green, and since there were no cars behind me, I pulled my car right up beside him, and opened my door, and told him that he had to be the dumbest jackass in London at that particular moment. Then I drove on. He was probably high on something, but I had a chance to vent a bit. Feels good, sometimes to get things off your chest. Every time you think you have seen it all, someone does another fool stunt! Is there any end to it all? Not likely, carry on till the next issue.