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Fri Mar 22, 2013 8:57 pm
Driving is my favorite thing in the world. Yes, I enjoy it more than that. And that.
When I'm having a stressful day, my therapy is driving. Not hoonage, just driving. Get behind the wheel and let the drive take over. Enjoy the scenery.
When I'm not having a stressful day, I still enjoy driving. Sometimes hoonage, maybe. But mostly driving. Turn on some blues rock and connect with the car. Or maybe I'll turn the radio off and crack the sunroof and drive around in just the right gear to get an earful of V8 snarl.
But I'm having a hard time enjoying driving lately. Because of other drivers. More accurately: because of other people. The problem is that most people seem to be completely, utterly, and 100% unaware that there is anyone else in the world but them. They will look you straight in the eye without the slightest acknowledgement that you exist. When you combine this with driving, it's not just inconvenient. It's unsafe and potentially expensive. I'm sick of having to drive for me AND all the other people around me. I'm sick of having to anticipate their oblivious stupidity and drive accordingly. I'm sick of having to stop and wait for them to figure out what they're doing (nevermind indicate it to anyone else around). I'm sick of having to dodge them because they can't figure out what lane lines mean. I'm sick of waiting patiently for them in the parking lot because they can't leave enough room for two cars to pass each other. I'm sick of driving around at 10 to 15 miles below the speed limit in town because they've got a phone stuck to their face or they can't read addresses without stopping in the middle of the road.
I really can't stand it. It's intolerable. There's not even the most miniscule semblance of awareness.
Median turn lanes? For saps. Just stop in the travel lane. Don't signal. There's no one else to hold up.
Certainly don't go the speed limit. There's no one else with anywhere to be. And even if there was, how dare they be in a hurry to go anywhere? What inconsiderate behavior! Having things to do and places to be, while perfectly normal people are out there trying to drive slowly somewhere.
Parking spaces aren't even vagues suggestions. Just put your car somewhere. Face it kinda the right way. No one else needs a spot. And sure the Echo only cost $17 dollars new (adjusted for inflation) and it has indestructible unpainted rubber fenders. But demand that end spot! Don't leave it for people who care about their cars. And the fact that the Echo isn't even half as wide as the parking spot? What parking spot? THIS IS SPARTA DAMMIT.
EVERY SINGLE DAY I deal with each and every one of these things multiple times. I am sick of it. Once in a while, this stuff is tolerable. But everyone else on the road is this way. EVERYONE. There are NO GOOD DRIVERS IN THIS TOWN. The posted speed limits are mind-bogglingly slow (I HATE federal meddling, but I really wish there was a national law prohibiting sub-35mph speed limits on 4-lane roads) but people STILL can't be arsed to reach them. The shoulders and medians are wide but people turn from SMACK DAB in the center of the main lane of travel, but only after reducing speed to a near-stop and then failing to use a turn signal to indicate what the Sam Hell is going on.
It's not even the ineptitude that I find intolerable. Stopping three times before crossing through a roundabout? I can deal with that.
I have lost all tolerance for inconsiderate behavior.
Yesterday I sat at a red light trying to turn right behind a car also turning right. There were no other cars in sight in any direction. We waited for the whole light to finish. The driver was not distracted. He was not on the phone. He was not talking or looking at a map or lost. He was staring mindlessly straight forward out the left side of his windshield in complete unawareness that anything at all might be happening anywhere.
Last night, we got about 4 inches of snow. This morning the roads were solid ice with snow on top. I, and a handful of other cars, were stuck behind some girl in a little hatchback as she drove along at well below the speed limit because she was afraid of the snow and ice. Nevermind the fact that it was a 2 mile stretch of straight road with no intersections. SNOW! TERRIFYING! Which is fine: if you're that terrified, don't out-drive your severely limited capabilities. But did she pull off to the side at the sight of a line of cars behind her in order to let them quickly pass? Nope. She just held up the world. Not that she could have SEEN the cars behind her: she hadn't bothered to clear the snow off the backlight.
Two days in a row, at the same convenience store, I have pulled into the lot and aimed at the empty end parking spot.
And two days in a row, a grey-haired geezer in a truck has pulled in front of me (I stopped, you see, because I KNEW he wouldn't, and because I'm keenly aware of a fact others seem ignorant of: two physical steel-and-aluminum objects cannot simultaneously occupy the same space without resulting in expensive disaster) and taken up not only the spot I was clearly aiming for, but also HALF OF THE SPOT NEXT TO IT. Just take 'em both! And they BOTH LOOKED ME IN THE EYE AS THEY GOT OUT OF THEIR TRUCK, as though nothing in the world could be more normal. There's no shame or embarrassment, not even defiance. Because there's no REALIZATION THAT ANYTHING IS WRONG. Absolute ignorance.
I can't take it. I'm sick of it. The thing that fries my brain the most is the knowledge that none of this is ever going to change, and there's nothing I can do about it.